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The Stick
Join Date: Dec 2007
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When i was growing up we rarely ate out. Very rarely. It was too expensive.
Two or three times a year we would go to Sirloin Stockade cause Dad really liked it.
If we had company we went out to eat maybe once while they were visiting.
We did eat out when traveling sometimes, but Mom usually packed sandwiches and we would strategicly stop and have dinner at someone's house. The exception being one of my Dad's brothers. We would stop by at dinner time and leave at bedtime and instead of inviting us to eat with them, they just wouldn't eat. Think my Dad did it for spite because they used to always stop unannounced to have dinner with us.
I remember having pizza just once.
Got burgers a couple of times but it was because we were out working somewhere.
Mom did the cooking unless it was deep fried fish or grilled (after we got a gas grill). Or pancakes, I always made the pancakes. Grandmother even gave me an egg wisk for me to make them better.
My Grandmother passed when I was 18. We visited her a lot, we only went out to eat with her 3 times that I can remember. The rest of the time it was home cooked.
Everyone raved about Grandma's chicken and home made egg noodles. Personally I couldn't tell the difference between hers and Mom's. One time Grandma ran out of yellow food coloring and the noodles came out really white looking. The only ones that would eat was Grandma, Me, Mom, and Dad, because Mom never bothered to put the food coloring in hers and they were white compared to Grandmas.
We used to have Dorito pie, it was Doritos with beef browned with chili seasoning, cheese, tomatoes, and onions. That was way before there was such a thing as nachos.
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