Poorly food

Semolina pudding with a dollop of jam in the centre.

Percy Pig ice cream (M&S) is pretty good as a modern idea.

Hot lemonade - try it, it’s wonderful & bread and butter spread with Bovril (I can’t abide it as a drink) .

I did not eat fish as a child but normally but when I asked for Fish boiled in milk with mash potato she new I was ill. Only thing I would eat all week when I had the mumbs.

Like so many of our generation I had my tonsils removed when I was seven and I was fed jelly and ice cream - a real treat!

We went to Grandma's house when we were too poorly to go to school (Mum was a teacher). She gave us banana mashed up with milk and a sprinkling of sugar. Then we moved on to scrambled eggs or Heinz tomato soup. I have very fond memories of being tucked up on Grandma's sofa with a blanket, having one-to-one attention (I was one of four children). I still have tomato soup now if I am unwell.

Tomato soup was my go-to 'poorly' food, too.

It didn't matter what illness I had been suffering, tomato soup was always the first food I could tolerate!

Yes I agree about the eggs and some soggy toast for dipping but it was the comment about being placed on the sofa with a quilt that made me remember how being 'mothered' seemed to make everything OK. My friends and I do it for each other now and then when we are recovering from something horrible. Nothing like receiving guests when dressed in your pyjamas and dressing gown, lying on the sofa with a cuddly blanket over you and a kind face to sit and drink tea with you to cheer you along

A very small meal of steamed plaice with mashed potato and some peas to give colour, or Heinz tomato soup in a special bowl with a mound of buttery mash in the middle. That always got me eating again after nasty bouts of tonsillitis.

We always had Lucozade when poorly. Mum said “It either makes you sick or stops you feeling it”. Not sure how it helped if you weren’t bilious, but we loved it.

As for food, even though my dad had a poultry farm, we never had chicken, a real luxury. So if we were poorly, and Mum asked what we fancied to eat, we always said “chicken”.

Dad then had to slaughter one of the stock, an old hen past laying, Mum boiled it and served it with white sauce with nutmeg in.

I can taste it now!

?

Chocolate semolina for me

Lucozade to drink. I never fancied eating when ill as a child and I still feel much the same.

Heinz tomato soup or a boiled egg with toast (soldiers as a child).

Forgot about Farleys Rusks, really love them with hot milk

My mum also give me boiled eggs mashed in a cup with butter and salt. Off school sick, lying on sofa with your eggy cup. Nowadays I make myself poached egg on toast if I'm not so good.

Oh I forgot about strawberry angel delight. Mum gave me it too.

sputnik we too had “Jewish Penicillin” - chicken soup. It’s still my remedy of choice for all ills from broken hearts to broken limbs.

Mashed bananas, sprinkle of demerara sugar and the cream off the top of the milk (in the good old days when milk was delivered on a daily basis in milk bottles)

If we had a cold starting, my mother used to cut onions, sprinkle with sugar, put a weight on top and leave them to 'seep' overnight. Next morning we then had to drink the liquid from the onions - yuk! Perhaps that is why I really do not like onions now!!

Gosh. I have loved reading these. I wonder how many of you have suddenly had a yearning to try your "poorly food" again. It's funny how many of you mentioned the egg mashed up in a cup. I do wonder what was so special about it being in a cup, but that was certainly part of its magic. I also had lucozade, bought from the chemist , in that strange orange cellophane. My "after the dentist" treat ( I was really phobic about him) was a chocolate cup cake, before they became just fancy buns. Was it Lyons who made them? They had a thick layer of icing on them and came in a box with pink or lemon ones. Heinz tomato soup has been a recently rediscovered pleasure and we usually have a couple of cans in the cupboard.

Bread and milk with a bit of sugar. Loved it and sometimes had it as a treat when well.

My mum would make chicken soup when I was ill. The day after it would be a soft boiled egg and soldiers.

When I came home from after 7 days hospital food, 2 stents and a bad reaction to morphine, that was exactly the comfort food my daughter made me. 2 eggs in a cup with kid on butter and a slice of toast.

Horlicks- I loved it then (and still do)

Heinz Romato Soup. Its still a comfort food for me

As a child it was Farley's rusks with warm milk to 'mush' them up whenever I had my brace tightened.