For those old enough to remember what eating was like in the UK in the 1950′s (and I do!)….
- Pasta had not been invented.
- Curry was an unknown entity.
- Olive oil was kept in the medicine cabinet
- Spices came from the Middle East where we believed that they were used for embalming
- Herbs were used to make rather dodgy medicine.
- A takeaway was a mathematical problem.
- A pizza was something to do with a leaning tower.
- Bananas and oranges only appeared at Christmas time.
- The only vegetables known to us were spuds, peas, carrots and cabbage, anything else was regarded as being a bit suspicious.
- All crisps were plain; the only choice we had was whether to put the salt on or not.
- Condiments consisted of salt, pepper, vinegar and brown sauce if we were lucky.
- Soft drinks were called pop.
- Coke was something that we mixed with coal to make it last longer.
- A Chinese chippy was a foreign carpenter.
- Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever part of our dinner.
- A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.
- A microwave was something out of a science fiction movie.
- Brown bread was something only poor people ate.
- Oil was for lubricating your bike not for cooking, fat was for cooking
- Bread and jam was a treat.
- Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves, not bags.
- The tea cosy was the forerunner of all the energy saving devices that we hear so much about today.
- Tea had only one colour, black. Green tea was not British.
- Coffee was only drunk when we had no tea….. and then it was Camp, and came in a bottle.
- Cubed sugar was regarded as posh.
- Figs and dates appeared every Christmas, but no one ever ate them.
- Coconuts only appeared when the fair came to town.
- Salad cream was a dressing for salads, mayonnaise did not exist
- Hors d’oeuvre was a spelling mistake.
- Soup was a main meal.
- The menu consisted of what we were given, and was set in stone.
- Only Heinz made beans, there were no others.
- Leftovers went in the dog, never in the bin.
- Special food for dogs and cats was unheard of.
- Sauce was either brown or red.
- Fish was only eaten on Fridays.
- Fish and chips was always wrapped in old newspapers, and definitely tasted better that way.
- Frozen food was called ice cream.
- Nothing ever went off in the fridge because we never had one.
- Ice cream only came in one flavour, vanilla.
- None of us had ever heard of yoghurt.
- Jelly and blancmange was strictly party food.
- Healthy food had to have the ability to stick to your ribs.
- Indian restaurants were only found in India.
- Cheese only came in a hard lump.
- A bun was a small cake that your Mum made in the oven.
- Eating out was called a picnic.
- Cooking outside was called camping.
- Eggs only came fried or boiled.
- Hot cross buns were only eaten at Easter time.
- Pancakes were only eaten on Shrove Tuesday – and on that day it was compulsory.
- Cornflakes had just arrived from America but it was obvious that they would never catch on.
- We bought milk and cream at the same time in the same bottle.
- Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being white gold.
- Prunes were purely medicinal.
- Surprisingly muesli was readily available in those days, it was called cattle feed.
- Turkeys were definitely seasonal.
- Pineapples came in chunks in a tin; we had only ever seen a picture of a real one.
- We didn’t eat Croissants in those days because we couldn’t pronounce them, we couldn’t spell them and we didn’t know what they were.
- Garlic was used to ward off vampires, but never used to flavour bread.
- Water came out of the tap, if someone had suggested bottling it and charging treble for it they would have become a laughing stock.
- Food hygiene was only about washing your hands before meals.
- Campylobacter, Salmonella, E.coli, Listeria, and Botulism were all called “food poisoning.”
However, the one thing that we never ever had on our table in the fifties …. ELBOWS!!!
It was a relatively short ‘hop’ from Faial to Sao Miguel, the largest of the islands in the Azores Archipelago, which was accomplished overnight, so we arrived early in the morning of Saturday 9th February. This is prime dolphin and whale-watching territory, but unfortunately we didn’t see any. A few people who happened to be stood on the fore deck as we approached the island did manage to sight a school of dolphins as they passed in front of the bow – but I wasn’t one of them. Drat!
We arrived at Horta, capital of Faial Island in the Azores on the afternoon of Friday, 8th February, after five days at sea, crossing a fairly benign Atlantic from Barbados. Faial is one of the nine islands that make up the Archipelago of the Azores. The marina is a primary stop for yachts crossing the Atlantic, and its walls, and walkways are covered in paintings created by visitors who noted the names of their vessels, crews, and the years they visited. Peter Cafe Sport across from the marina houses the island’s scrimshaw museum; a collection of hundreds of pieces of Scrimshaw work carved on whale tooth and jawbone.
We arrived in Bridgetown, Barbados on Saturday 2nd February. This is our last port of call in the West Indies before starting our homeward leg across the vast Atlantic. After Barbados we can look forward to (!) five days at sea before arriving at Horta in the Azores.
We arrived at St Lucia in the morning of Friday 1st February after an overnight cruise from St Vincent.
We made a brief (half-day) stop at the Iles du Salut on Monday 28th January.The Îles du Salut (in English: Islands of Health, so called because the missionaries went there to escape plague on the mainland) are a group of small islands of volcanic origin about 11 km off the coast of French Guiana in the Atlantic Ocean.
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