Menu's for the busy Housewife

What a huge amount to eat in one day !
I like the sound of Nesselrode Pudding. What is it?

They probably did not have central heating so this was central eating. and they probably walked/cycled to work/school and back too, as well as doing all the housework by hand and carrying the shopping home in a basket.

I don't think boiled rice featured in our house 60 years ago!
(Nor guinea fowl, for that matter...)

An everyday pudding for busy housewives...
www.food.com/recipe/nesselrode-pudding-chestnut-pudding-106951
I would knock one up, but I am fresh out of Nesselrodes....

Nesselrode Pudding (Iced) is...1/2pt custard made with 1 egg, 1 egg yolk and 1/2pt milk, 1/2 oz sugar, 1 Tbs brandy or Ginger syrup, 3oz glace cherries, 1/2oz angelica 1oz preserved ginger 1/2pt cream & sugar..
Shortened version = Make the custard, when thick add brandy or syrup, if lucky enough to have freezer, add chopped cherries angelica and ginger. stir whist in the freezer till thick then... wrap in larded paper bury in ice and salt or.. place in mould, when solid remove screw from the bottom of the mould and blow the ice out. It doesn't say what to do if you don't have a freezer

Obviously a flexible recipe because the ones I looked at all had chestnuts in. Seems a bit of a mismatch with corned beef flan?

The only rice I had 60yr ago was in a pudding

Crickey! I'd put 1lb a day on, on that diet!

That's why they call them the good old days!

The only things I recall having when I was 4 (ie 60 years ago) are the porridge, sprouts and pancakes - was I deprived?

Me too Kitty.
Do you think we are due lots of compensation because our diets were obviously appallingly bad. It surely must have affected us and prevented us from enjoying a full and useful life for the last 60 years. !

What a lot of filling food on that list. This cold weather is making even hungrier than ever. I don't suppose many households could afford to eat like that in the 1950's, or now.
I grew up in the 50's, and we didn't eat as much as that. We did eat well, despite a low income. Mum didn't work outside the home, so spent little money and a lot of time baking, cooking, gardening (she grew salad crops and vegetables). We had jam butties, toast and occasionally porridge for breakfast. School dinner, or on holidays cooked dinner at home. Tea may be kippers, salad with tinned fish/meat/cheese. Supper would be jam and bread, toast. Fresh fruit was bought on Tuesday and Saturday and we always had two pieces each a day. We didn't have crisps or pop, and biscuits were bought on Saturday and when they'd gone, that was it. We did have home made pies and cakes. Sweets on Saturday when gran brought them. Chocolate at easter and christmas, and very rarely otherwise. We were lucky in having a relatively varied diet but we did eat a fair amount. We were much more active that most children are today. We walked a distance to school, explored our neighbourhood on bikes. We played football, rounders, cricket, ball games, skipping and endless games on the street where we lived. We also had fields at the back of the houses, and spent days in the summer holidays 'fishing'. I suspect most of us couldn't swim, but we'd been warned not to fall in, and magically, we didn't.

Writing this has brought home how lucky we were. Sorry for going off post but just thinking about food brought so many memories.

What a lot of filling food on that list. This cold weather is making even hungrier than ever. I don't suppose many households could afford to eat like that in the 1950's, or now.
I grew up in the 50's, and we didn't eat as much as that. We did eat well, despite a low income. Mum didn't work outside the home, so spent little money and a lot of time baking, cooking, gardening (she grew salad crops and vegetables). We had jam butties, toast and occasionally porridge for breakfast. School dinner, or on holidays cooked dinner at home. Tea may be kippers, salad with tinned fish/meat/cheese. Supper would be jam and bread, toast. Fresh fruit was bought on Tuesday and Saturday and we always had two pieces each a day. We didn't have crisps or pop, and biscuits were bought on Saturday and when they'd gone, that was it. We did have home made pies and cakes. Sweets on Saturday when gran brought them. Chocolate at easter and christmas, and very rarely otherwise. We were lucky in having a relatively varied diet but we did eat a fair amount. We were much more active that most children are today. We walked a distance to school, explored our neighbourhood on bikes. We played football, rounders, cricket, ball games, skipping and endless games on the street where we lived. We also had fields at the back of the houses, and spent days in the summer holidays 'fishing'. I suspect most of us couldn't swim, but we'd been warned not to fall in, and magically, we didn't.

Writing this has brought home how lucky we were. Sorry for going off post but just thinking about food brought so many memories.

oh dear, the curse of the double post strikes again

Mum used to do all the baking on Saturday and Tuesday's,she made the lightest butterfly cakes which we had after tea on Saturday and on Sunday after our dinner she would open a tin of mixed fruit as a treat the one which had two red cherries to a tin and to stop the fighting between us she usd to cut the cherries in half so we had half each,I remember that as though it was yeaterday.

I still think the red cherry is a treat, old habits die hard

hebridean

In a tin of fruit cocktail

have you seen the price of them now hebridean ? mum would have had a duck egg if she converted it into old money

I would so agree with your mum glammanana no matter what "posh" food I may be lucky enough to have now. I always think of what we used to have,

Suggestions, from the book, for Sunday menus in Autumn.
Breakfast.. Orange juice, Poached eggs then Toast & marmalade.
Dinner.. Jugged hare, Roast Potatoes, Brussels sprouts and Blackberry & apple pie.
Tea.. lardy scones, Mixed sandwiches and Neopolitan cake.
Supper.. Potato soup, Stuffed cabbage, Jacket potatoes and baked apples

It would be a waste of time joining in on the Monday weight loss page if you managed to eat your way through that I've put on lbs just reading it ?

The thought of jugged hare makes me feel ill. My father used to regularly 'jug' hares either he or someone else had run over. He did one once for DH (when he was only a hopeful DH!) and DH ate it with relish - until we got outside.

I'm still wondering why one would mince quinea fowl? I just roast it and eat it.