This thread brought back bad memories of 1972 when my then husband and I were returning from a year in Japan, very much on the cheap, doing irresponsible things like swimming in lakes frequented by herds of water buffalo and eating ice lollies in Java. I got sick and, in spite of seeing local doctors whose medications made me still sicker, was after a while living on bananas and air. We found ourselves at Christmas in a remote part of Malaysia staying with VSO workers and while they celebrated with a proper Christmas dinner, I had a jar of Heinz 'turkey dinner ' baby food from a local store. Miserable wasn't in it. I lost two stone by the time we had 'overlanded' back to England and spent three weeks in the Hospital for Tropical Diseases.
The memory of that turkey dinner meant that I just couldn't bear to feed my children, when I had them, on shop baby food.
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I can still clearly remember the smell and taste, as if I'd just eaten one. Making me hungry just thinking about it... Wish they were still around.