Thursday, August 8, 2013

Aussie icon puzzle!

4 comments:

Aunt B said...

Childhood Food. As children we enjoyed big slices of bread and butter and homemade plum jam and sometimes golden syrup. The bread was baked by the local village baker. You have never had the pleasure of peeling off warm fresh bread from the old style high top loaf. A hot cross bun was always baked that day. Mum could make scone in the wood fired oven. A stew cooked in a camp oven over an open wood fire in winter was eaten by us all. We lived well and never went hungry. The joy of a simple life but with top quality food.

Yvette ODowd said...

Ah, you'd be surprised! Like many raised on "convenient" white sliced bread, I prefer real bread baked on the day and have even made it myself! Except for the past couple of years, because of hand-pain, I too would bake Hot Cross Buns on Good Friday. I also prefer home-made jam, which I have made too, but usually buy from the farmers market of local fetes.

The generation after me have also embraced home-cooked, home-grown and home-made. Many of my younger friends knit, sew, bake and cook, as well as grow food organically in their garden. Not all live on the fast-food diet, despite what the media try to tell us!

Aunt B said...

We had a very large garden and sold tomatoes and other things. At one time during the 40s Dad sold much of what was grown. Can you imagine what it was like to have home grown watermelons and rockmelons? We did not need ice cream but a special treat was to buy a cone ice-cream for 3d. It would take time to record our happy life as young children in the 1930s and 1940s.The words diet and vitamins were unknown back then. There is so much to tell you about our life. A happy, well-fed childhood. Aunt B

Aunt B said...

Jam Making is something one can do in small lots. Quince jam is something you cannot buy but is easy to make. Tomato jam is another one and we had a good supply from the garden. Cherries from Young or Batlow are hard to resist. Mum had a big jam pan for jam making. You will have me making jam again. Lots of memories to pass on to you. Aunt B