Posted on 06/12/2006 10:25:30 AM PDT by HungarianGypsy
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....... ;^)
LOL
Braniff forever!
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!
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