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Posted on 06/12/2006 10:25:30 AM PDT by HungarianGypsy
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Roasted Duck with Mango Salsa.
mmBow, Bow, Bow!
Mac and cheese with tomatoes. NO SUGAR. They serve that in some eating places around here and it's so sweet its gross!
Last ones were near the Dome and over by TSU on Main.
Price's or Prince's?
You've done your research!
You're right, I was talking about Princes with the royal carhops.
Wite Castle hamburgers...way gback then you could buy a dozen bag for ONE BUCK..great aroma..they steamed/fried them on a bed of chopped onions
Wite Castle hamburgers...way back then you could buy a dozen bag for ONE BUCK..great aroma..they steamed/fried them on a bed of chopped onions
White Castle hamburgers...way back then you could buy a bag of A DOZEN for ONE BUCK..great aroma..they steamed/fried them on a bed of chopped onions
This is a timely topic for me. But then, food memories always are.
I had a yen a few weeks ago to make a certain dip that made its way into my thought processes from the deepest recesses of my childhood memories. It was just cream cheese, Worcestershire, minced onion and Brockles Dressing - just eaten with Fritos. It was also the basis for the world's best shrimp dip, when they were added to it.
Only problem - when I went to the store for Brockles Dressing, I couldn't find any. I hadn't actually looked for it in quite a while - I know now it must have been 9 years or so.
The Brockles family had several restaurants in the Dallas area in the 1940s-50s and perhaps later. We didn't live in Dallas, but visited there often enough that we had eaten at Brockles' a few times.
They had the *best* tangy salad dressing, which was served on a wedge of iceberg lettuce. For the kiddos, which I was at the time, there would be a small bowl of the dressing brought to the table for us to dip crackers in while waiting the interminable length of time before the family got served.
Many former Dallas young'uns recall the taste of "Euphrates wafers" with Brockles dressing!
And now I know this because I thought a simple google search would put me in touch with some Brockles, somewhere. What I found was a messageboard at the Dallas Historical Society with loads of questions from people trying to find the jars of Brockles dressing that we had always been able to get at grocery stores in TX.
Someone said it had been discontinued in 1997 or so. Someone else said they found a "copycat' recipe for it and another person said the Wichita Falls newspaper had run the authentic original recipe long ago, so they posted it.
People there debated the recipe because it had some very strange ingredients. Some people made it and said it wasn't right. Others tried the copycat and said it wasn't quite right, either. I made both and they weren't right, for sure. Although, after about a week in the fridge, and tasting it every day, the "weird" one got better and was very close.
A Brockles family member posted and said nobody had it right and to hang on, there would be news soon of a reopening of a Brockles' restaurant in the Dallas area and the dressing would be in groceries again. That was late last year, I think. Didn't happen.
So I just went on lusting after Brockles in my heart only. Then, one day about 2 weeks ago, I grabbed a jar of "BestMaid Sandwich Spread" at another grocery I don't get to very often.
It was the same size jar and the "spread" looked suspiciously like Brockles in color and texture. The ingredients list confirmed it was a similar product. When I saw that it was made in Ft Worth, I bought it.
Funny, I had commented to a friend that week - who said she shared a similar memory from a restaurant in Chicago in that time period and the same wedge of iceberg! Another friend said it sounded like the salad dressing at Christie's, an oldtime shrimp place here in Houston.
I said then, what if it was just a restaurant supply house's dressing and we're all talking about the same thing, lol.
Guess what. The BestMaid "spread" I found is *the one* and I have a pantry full of jars of Brockles dressing to last me a few months! Bingo!
Funny. My mom use to stash the goodies out of site too. There were two cupboards over the stove (electric). Yup, I stepped on that still hot, but turned off burner and burned the hell out of the bottom of my foot.
AND, I never dared tell my mom what I had done.
Yes, yes! On roller skates! They made the cover of Life Magazine back in '59 or so. The '57 Chevy Club here used still go to the South Main one up until it closed a few years ago - or they chose a new place. I *think* it's gone, isn't it?
My mom is visiting for a couple of days and saturday morning we picked strawberries at a nearby u-pick farm. We were reminiscing about her mom who used to make the best jellies and preserves. Her specialty was pineapple-apricot jam. Mmmm. We're both craving it!
I have more good food memories than I can count. It would take a book to write them all. :)
Well, I didn't have much of an appetite, thank you. *glare*
LOL.... when I was about six, I got a "doll cake" for my birthday party.... where a doll is put into a cake from the waist down, and the cake is a conical shape, her skirt being the cake and frilly frosting.
My mother said I could have ANY combination I wanted, and I chose chocolate cake with a lurid purple icing. I still remember it, along with her badly-hidden look of revulsion at the color combination as she cut it for us. :)
All at ONE meal? =:O
I just had one - my own homemade "slider" with "both" - for lunch! Well, I had *two* to make a meal. Yumm!
Fried egg and ketchup sandwiches late at night; lime sodas (the real sodas with ice cream); my dad's pork neckbones and rice -- heavily peppered; Grandma's lemon ice cream (always in her freezer); Indiana giant pork tenderloin sandwiches (none like them anywhere else).
You mean I didn't invent fried egg sandwiches when I was a kid?
Wonder Bread, butter and suger. One of the best. Almost as good as Peanut butter and sliced bananas.
And you've had how many heart attacks?
Heh, mustard sandwiches. I thought I was the only one.
One of my favorites was school food, the sliced turkey roll and mashed potatoes with the wierd green gravy glaze that would be poured over everything.
OMG - Brockles dressing was my fav growing up too!
I still love them. Mine are with Miracle Whip on the soft bread and plenty of Tabasco on the fried egg. Nowadays, it's wheat bread, of course - gotta be healthy.
Also like "eggs in a frame" with the egg fried in a cut-out hole in one slice of bread, then turned to toast each side. Lots of butter! And the little fried toast "cut-out" as a treat with grape jam or orange marmalade.
Not one..but I haven't had a WC for about 44 years...
I remember Brockles from Dallas, too, and associate it with iceberg lettuce... like a quarter of a head. Also the Prince's drivein near the airport and the apartment buildings all the cool peope lived in -- that were right under the flight pattern out of Love Field, so they were horribly noisy. Can't imagine why it was so cool to live there.
This time of year, I really miss my Grandma's baking powder biscuits with fresh strawberries and real whipped cream. Pure ambrosia!
I also miss my Grandpa's homemade ice cream. All the guys had to take a turn at churning the ice cream bucket. I was glad to be a girl and just have the pleasure of eating the end result of their hard work. :)
Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, collard greens and homemade biscuits, as only Mom could make them.
Also my Mom's Carolina style clam chowder and clam fritters.
Lord, you know you are old when you remember Love Field as "the airport" in Dallas....... ;^)
Guess I'll have to share some with ya, huh? If I get a new stash, I'll mail you some. I bought all the store had, just 4 jars, but I haven't gone to another HEB to find more (yet). FReepmail me if you want me to.
BestMaid has a website for ordering their mayo and some of their pickles (I was delighted to find out they also own Del-Dixi, excellent pickles) but doesn't even mention the "sandwich spread" at all! And the word "Brockles" never comes up, either - but it's as close as it can possibly be to the same thing.
I believe it's listed as Dalton's BestMaid Products online.
Was that Custard's Last Stand? :-)
Some friends and I, plus one guy I dated, had nights where we went out and laid down on the end of the runway at Love Field or over the fence by Bachman Lake, to see and feel the planes taking off right over us! But I *never* lived in those apts.
I grew up on pancakes with peanut butter and cane syrup. Ate them at least 3 to 4 times weekly. When dad a good paycheck mom served bacon.
Pancakes make me sick to this day, but I loved them as a kid.
When dad a good paycheck mom served bacon.
=When dad HAD a good paycheck...
Just thinking about all of this makes me so hungry right now.
Our "school food" peanut butter was mixed with honey and I loved it, but it took me forever to figure out why the Peter Pan stuff right out of the jar didn't taste as good as the peanut butter at school.
I hadn't thought of Braniff in a long time....
Karo syrup..... mix that with your peanut butter
I still make home made ice cream - I have a very easy recipe without eggs if you would like it.
We used to roller skate on the sidewalk around Bachman lake. Thing was, a long portion of the sidewalk not only curved around the west end of the lake, but made a Y in which the other branch took you right to a busy traffic intersection.
To make matters worse, that portion of the sidewalk was pretty sharply downhill. If you did not make a graceful left at the Y, you either fell on your butt, or glided out into traffic and an indeterminate future.
And it was legal!!! Can't imagine you can have that kind of fun today.
Heh, those lunch ladies could work miracles with government commodities.
Hell yeah. That was a fairly normal lunch during the summer out on the farm. The meat would change from day to day but the veggies were fairly consistent. But we'd have fried chicken three or four days a week. And the veggies and meat weren't bought at the grocery store either.
For supper, grandma would warm up whatever was leftover from lunch.
Working on a farm, it makes a little more sense. At least you'd burn off the calories!