When I look at pictures like this one, it always amazes me that they thought this was better than where they came from.
Posted on 03/23/2019 5:31:11 AM PDT by vannrox
“locally sourced foods”
Back in the 60’s, we use to get locally shot venison, donated to the school by hunters who didn’t need all the meat.
OMG! I forgot about that! Such memories. Thank you!
When government is put in charge of anything, that thing becomes a bland and authoritarian, “one size is best and fits all” mere shadow of the field-extant Real Thing.
Witness the incredibly uninteresting and visually repulsive school lunches Chewbaca forced on everyone.
Lord, thank God she’s gone. Let’s just hope she stays gone.
In the ‘70s in Alaska, my boss’ wife worked for the state and had something to do with feeding children. She’d get calls in the middle of the night to arrange to get a moose hit by the Alaska Railroad. A moose would feed a bunch of kids.
When I was in school my favorite lunch was a fried egg sandwich with mustard. Of course, by lunch time it was room temperature and I never died - not even once.
I still remember my old Catholic school in a working-class Italian-American district. There I was with my horrible organic peanut butter sandwich (my mother was a healthnut) and all around me were huge hero sandwiches dripping olive oil and stuffed with provolone and wonderful salimis, hams, and various other cuts of meat. No one ever traded with me.
The rest of the story is that when the gummit got wind of that, they put a stop to it pronto. You just can’t feed something like that to the chilluns, you know.
Are they bringing back this big, round peanut-butter cookies? I loved those.
“by lunch time it was room temperature and I never died”
The main meal for my Grandmother (born in 1890) was the noon meal, AKA dinner. She would put the leftovers in the cold oven. She just knew how long they could sit there and still be good. No one ever got sick.
You know, I look back at those days, and compared to now, what in the hell happened?
my sister invited our aunts to dinner
they showed at 11:45.
sister has lunch at noon and dinner in the evening
We go crazy now insisting that restaurants and other food service keep either hot or cold foods that are fine at room temperature through the day.
The USDA simply advises that all vaguely fresh prepared food, except I suppose unpeeled fruit and peanut butter sandwiches be thrown out if left out for two hours or more. Way overboard.
It seems to me that the supposed rejection of ethnic foods was rooted more in jealousy than rejection of other cultures. While the ethnic American kids (presumably those of Anglo derivation) are being served gag-worthy meatloaf, those kids with immigrant mothers get to eat tasty, interesting foods like pork buns or calzones. What kid served boring, yucky meatloaf wouldn't be jealous? And we all know that jealousy can lead to very bad behavior by those who were never taught that envy is a sin.
I can't help but notice the author's thesis interwoven into the discussion of ethnic foods. American=bland and boring. Immigrant=interesting and vibrant. She seems to be pushing the narrative that we should allow just anyone into the country, albeit disguised as a foodie article.
And for the record, I was subjected to bland, boring food through the school lunch program. What amazed me was that, as bad as the food was, there were parents who actually paid for their kids to have lunch tickets. Unbelievable.
Where they came from, property ownership was out of the question. Once here, it was only a matter of time.
Thank goodness Michelle Obama fixed the skool lunch problem. /s
there was food.
Yep
It is either breakfast, lunch, and dinner
or breakfast, dinner, and supper.
“American=bland and boring. Immigrant=interesting and vibrant.”
This is a theme that underlies much of American leftist thinking. They seem to believe that we live at the bottom of a very deep cesspit and any change, in any direction, constitutes an improvement. The law of averages states that some part of our culture, if just by accident, has to be OK, but we have managed to elude that. This self loathing informs their world view. But everyone else on the planet, well, they are trying to be like us, aren’t they?
In my school years, 1952-1964, all the school cafeteria lunches were GREAT! All except 1956 AZTEC NEW MEXICO.
Those lunches were so bad many of us kids threw them back up on the plate. I asked mom to send me a sack lunch.
All other lunches in New Mexico and elsewhere were great!
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