So here are two of them, Vimto and Ribena. How about the rest of you?

And obviously, Marmite, sardines, and baked beans on toast.

Just now, BritManToo said:

So here are two of them, Vimto and Ribena. How about the rest of you?

And obviously, Marmite, sardines, and baked beans on toast.

Lots of farts there.

Baked beans on toast also marmite still a regular in our house 😄 Mum used to give us Ribena when we got sick?

Pecks Paste - Beef tongue & turkey.

Dayum do I wish they would bring it back...... 10 levels of lush on hot doorstep toast slathered with proper butter.

Vegemite on toast. Smoked salmon and avocado in a baguette. Scrambled eggs. Scones with strawberry jam and cream. Coconut ice. Roast lamb, a Sunday staple. Four and Twenty meat pies, standard fare at any football game.

Just now, Ralf001 said:

Pecks Paste - Beef tongue & turkey.

Dayum do I wish they would bring it back...... 10 levels of lush on hot doorstep toast slathered with proper butter.

IIRC the also made anchovy paste.

My mam used to spread this on Bread Tate n Lyle black treacle and sometimes tate n lyles golden syrup on a butty.

11 hours ago, BritManToo said:

How about the rest of you?

Not, I've been seeking new flavours, slowly changing life-style over time until I came to "paradise", where I changed life-style more rapidly when finally finding my "whole year summer"...🤗

Now I love Mediterranean-style dishes and a glass of wine or two with my supper. I stopped being hungry for eating ultra processed food, like bacon, ham and salami. I also stopped drinking sweet soft drinks and replaced them with soda with lemon instead. I'm down to one mug of freshly brewed espresso with a bit of milk in the morning instead of about five mugs of instant coffee-types during the day, and hardly drink tea, which was my youth's hippie-era cult-drink. However, some times a glass of cold chocolate milk or a mug of cocoa is nice.

Not quite the bottle design that I remember, bu the taste was great :)

7 hours ago, BritManToo said:

So here are two of them, Vimto and Ribena. How about the rest of you?

And obviously, Marmite, sardines, and baked beans on toast.

I'm no health nut, but that looks quite unhealthy. Just low quality carbs and processed meat. The breakfast there looks thoroughly unappetizing. Hope your mother did a better job 🤣

Rabbit (underground mutton) stew and proper savaloys, the pink fat style with home made tomato sauce, blackberries picked from the wild, 1950s milk in glass bottles.

A cold, rainy November day, coming home after school, taking off my wet clothes, and sitting down to a steaming bowl of Kraft macaroni and cheese, or a grilled cheddar sandwich.
This was comfort food for a 10yr old American boy!

Edited May 6May 6 by FolkGuitar

6 hours ago, Social Media said:

Baked beans on toast also marmite still a regular in our house 😄 Mum used to give us Ribena when we got sick?

It must have been the sugar in it because there is not a great deal of Vitamin C in Ribena.

2 hours ago, BarraMarra said:

My mam used to spread this on Bread Tate n Lyle black treacle and sometimes tate n lyles golden syrup on a butty.

We used to make “ genies “ with that, put the tin upside down for a while then quickly turn it over and remove the lid.

The air would rise from the bottom and form a big bubble rising up out of the tin before popping.

Simple things but always good fun.

I still like Bovril on toast, never a Marmite fan and much less Vegemite !

I have beans on toast occasionally when I see the tins in the supermarket , or alternatively cook a jacket spud in the air fryer, a little bit of butter and plenty of beans with Frank’s hot sauce.

Miss the days when we used to make cheese on toast with the eye level grill on mum’s old cooker, let it bubble to get that crispy texture and then add brown sauce .

9 hours ago, BritManToo said:

So here are two of them, Vimto and Ribena. How about the rest of you?

And obviously, Marmite, sardines, and baked beans on toast.

was that a precursor for therapy sessions later on ?

I tried a can of TIZER a couple of months ago ,wish i had not now,

there goes another childhood memory ,that does not add up to

what I remember it was like,

regards worgeordie

3 hours ago, worgeordie said:

I tried a can of TIZER a couple of months ago ,wish i had not now,

there goes another childhood memory ,that does not add up to

what I remember it was like,

regards worgeordie

They probably changed the formula.

I'd love some Stouffer's Creamed Chipped Beef (SOS).

Soreen malt loaf.

A revolting display of third-world slop.

22 hours ago, Rockyroad said:

Lots of farts there.

Appropriate for an old fart.

I was raised on black-eyed peas, cornbread and fried okra. Before each meal, Mom sent us to the garden for fresh tomatoes, sweet corn, greens, varieties of squash, beans and peas, with watermelon or cantaloupe for dessert. We had cows and goats for meat, milk, ice-cream and butter. I didn't appreciate it as much as I should have as a child, but now I crave it, and am spoiled, so I don't really like most store-bought produce.

On 5/6/2026 at 4:56 AM, Lacessit said:

Vegemite on toast. Smoked salmon and avocado in a baguette. Scrambled eggs. Scones with strawberry jam and cream. Coconut ice. Roast lamb, a Sunday staple. Four and Twenty meat pies, standard fare at any football game.

Yes, Vegemite on toast a must in our place.

Always grab a tub when in Australia

1 hour ago, ColeBOzbourne said:

I was raised on black-eyed peas

They go good, I chuckled heartily that time Fergie accidently wet herself on stage!

As much as I emphasize with the calming effects of so-called "comfort foods" from youth, from the foods our mothers or grandmums cooked, and I occasionally, but rarely cooked at home (never when dining out), it's really been very seldom.

And I can honestly say that since moving to Thailand 21 years ago, I've never, not once, felt homesick and never, even momentarily, entertained the thought of moving back to "The Old Country".

As Susan Surandon put it, "You can never go home"; the people have changed, the places and ourselves through life.

Too much nostalgia, including photographs, at least for me, makes for melancholy, and for myself is best avoided as much as possible, or all together.

I take no solace, let alone joy, in the rememberings of a past which no longer is.

Edited May 8May 8 by Cat Boy

On 5/6/2026 at 8:39 PM, Jingthing said:

I'd love some Stouffer's Creamed Chipped Beef (SOS).

Whoa ... there's a flashback. Never warmed up to myself, but I seemed to be the exception. A was a fan of BookBinder's soups, and probably still available.

Used their bisque soups & add pasta, and people thought you could actually cook 🙄

Edited May 8May 8 by KhunLA

As well as baked beans & marmite, I occasionally get an urge for a bowl of cornflakes or rice crispies.

4 hours ago, Cat Boy said:

As much as I emphasize with the calming effects of so-called "comfort foods" from youth, from the foods our mothers or grandmums cooked, and I occasionally, but rarely cooked at home (never when dining out), it's really been very seldom.

And I can honestly say that since moving to Thailand 21 years ago, I've never, not once, felt homesick and never, even momentarily, entertained the thought of moving back to "The Old Country".

As Susan Surandon put it, "You can never go home"; the people have changed, the places and ourselves through life.

Too much nostalgia, including photographs, at least for me, makes for melancholy, and for myself is best avoided as much as possible, or all together.

I take no solace, let alone joy, in the rememberings of a past which no longer is.

I agree entirely - looking at old photos is not helpful at all

Embrace the now and look to a good future

After all the past is another country, and they do things differently there

Just now, Legal Lifeline said:

I agree entirely - looking at old photos is not helpful at all

Embrace the now and look to a good future

After all the past is another country, and they do things differently there

I love looking at photos of my dead family.

Reminds me of how much we've all lost.

The days when husbands and wives lived together until death, we could all afford to live in nice houses with gardens, employment was easy, and we had no worries for the future.

I wish I could return to those days, but now I can't afford to live in England, and they wouldn't allow my wife to enter, even if I could.

Edited May 8May 8 by BritManToo