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Originally Posted by rkzenrage
Again, as my Pop (grandpa') used to say: "If you ain't related to it, and it ain't poison, it's food... and there's exceptions to both-a' those rules".
Farming in the depression, as he did, nothing went to waste.
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My Grandparents were East End Londoners and their experiences in the war sent them in opposite directions. Even now Grandad (with the reduced appetite of a man in his mid eighties) will force himself to eat everything on his plate. Whereas Nan (now deceased) developed a horror of germs and food contamination. She would obsessively check expiry dates and felt uncomfortable keeping anything even a day before expiry. When we stayed with them in the summer holidays, Nan would only buy the Kelloggs Variety cereal (8 mini boxes) because the idea of an open box of Cornflakes would drive her crazy. Grandad would then make us eat the ones we didn't like (Smacks and All Bran) because he didn't want them wasted.
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I grew up, for some time, very poor. Not "American" poor, real poor. I don't usually talk about it.
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We were British 70s poor. Our standards weren't all that low for the time, but by today's standards we were well below the poverty line. I wish I had the motivation to eat that diet today - it was so healthy.
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I love it when people say "I won't" eat something... yeah... you will, actually.
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I learned as a teen not to say, "I'd
never eat that" and that was only skipping-two-meals hungry. I'm aware that skipping-two-
days-of-meals hungry might even make me consider eating ants on a log. Although I'd be more likely to try the real thing first.