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Moms Now VS Moms Then
Brookwood
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Sad, but true...at least in most of the developed world.
Shows how much our culture has degressed.
Yep, you ate what was put before you. An inappropriate word would get your * torn up. (ask me how I know!)
hated liver and onions but had to eat it.WTF are kale chips
Yup, grdad, because I knew I would get my * torn up , I ate what Mom put on the table.
Mom believed that sending your kids to school without a good breakfast was a mortal sin, as a result, my brother and I would get eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice every school day. Pretty good right??
The problem was that Mom taught school. She worked full time and three days a week she drove over an hour, one way, in the evening to finish her college degree. This means she had no time. Breakfast was awful! I love sunny side up, yolky eggs.
Mom put eggs on the table that were with yolks totally hard and dry and crispy around the edges. Thank you Lord for the orange juice! I learned to cut the two eggs in half, cram them in my mouth, swollow and wash them down with my orange juice.
Not eating my breakfast was not an option if living to see tomorrow was a goal!! 😊
Oh how things have changed! 😔
Me too.
Those were the days when you ate what was served. I was playing at a friends house when he asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. I called my mother and asked her if it was okay and she said yes.
Dumb me I never asked what was for dinner. Sure enough it was liver and onions. Well you never disrespected your friends mother by not eating their dinner.
I think I ate almost a whole loaf of white bread to try and get the liver down.
Back around '59 I was at Uncle Bill's for dinner. There was this mystery meat (along with much else) it turned out to be cow brain. My 5 cousins & I got a piece. Nobody said no to Uncle Bill. It didn't have much taste and had the consistency of cottage cheese. I didn't ask for seconds.
THEN
I'll see you later Mom
NOW
Call me Dad