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  <id>626915</id>
  <title>What did you brown bag to school?</title>
  <published_at>Thu Jun 11 06:13:36 -0700 2009</published_at>
  <post_count>120</post_count>
  <board>
    <id>27</id>
    <name>General Chowhounding Topics</name>
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    <post>
      <post>
        <level>0</level>
        <id>4762610</id>
        <content>How many people still eat the kinds of sandwiches your Mom sent along with you to school.Back in the 40's, I used to really like tuna salad, liverwurst w/ketchup, sliced hardboiled egg w/mayo, and of course BP&amp;J. I still make these once in awhile, but I also remember cream cheese and jelly,and cream cheese and olive.

Anyone else have long remembered favorites from those brown bag days?</content>
        <published_at>Thu Jun 11 06:13:36 -0700 2009</published_at>
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        <user>
          <id>189169</id>
          <name>ChrisOC</name>
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    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4762616</id>
      <content>Bologna, cheese and mayo.  I cannot believe that I used to be given this combo that would be left in the locker half the day.  No fridges for students back then,  Never got sick though...</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 06:16:19 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>24648</id>
        <name>Sean</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4762681</id>
      <content>sliced tomato and hard cooked egg on toast or a hard roll ,still one of my favorites
tomato or potato soup with 1 strip of bacon in a wide mouth thermos,perhaps one of the spouses current favorites </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 06:44:16 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>203919</id>
        <name>lcool</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4762684</id>
      <content>All the cool kids used to bring Lunchables and Mondo to school. These, however, were not halal so my father would pack sandwiches of the Middle Eastern interpretation of bologna. This zabihah meat attempted to re-create the American experience for Muslim children, though it seems every detail was meant to attract attention to how different we were: from the inedible red plastic that ringed every slice of bologna to the greasy margarine on untoasted cold white bread that held our plastic-ringed Muslim meat in place.

Trading time was a time of special self-consciousness.  My father had never heard of sandwiches with mayo. My friends had never heard of sandwiches with margarine (or inedible plastic casing). So the various permutations of string cheese and crackers and ham would slide across the table between friends making connections as my oleowich and occasional sabzi marked me as foreign as an ululating widow.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 06:44:35 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>68363</id>
        <name>JungMann</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4764163</id>
      <content>*laugh*

jungmann, i really feel for your younger self. but your recollections are awfully funny! i hope you are writing / will someday write a memoir full of these anecdotes. </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 13:18:39 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762684</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4762737</id>
      <content>Back then we didn't have luncheables or anything close.  My favorite was peanut butter and raisins (they stick in the pb really well lol!!!) on white bread.  </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 07:02:05 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>10581</id>
        <name>Linda VH</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4762762</id>
      <content>I was in elementary school during the 1970's and have never enjoyed premade sandwiches. My standard lunch was four peanut butter (Jif Smoooth) crackers (saltines or Ritz), a bag of chips from the Lays variety pack, a hostess product, and fruit of some kind...usually apple or banana, grapes when Mom was feeling generous.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 07:09:29 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11990</id>
        <name>Janet from Richmond</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4762836</id>
      <content>My standard back in the elementary days was bologna, cheese, and miracle whip.  Yes I said it, Miracle Whip.  At lunch time, regular or barbecue lays were added to the sandwich.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 07:27:55 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762762</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>69120</id>
        <name>jacobp</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4763102</id>
      <content>Me too - the EXACT same sandwich (less the chips)! Mine was made using Wonder Bread that had been "Slice-a-Sliced" in half...

Miracle Whip and cheese, slice egg and Miracle Whip, cucumbers/onions/Miracle Whip, tuna salad (made with Miracle Whip)...sensing a trend here?

Also, I have to confess, peanut butter/American cheese/Miracle Whip (what WAS my mother thinking?)</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 08:42:40 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762836</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>228204</id>
        <name>jbsiegel</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763355</id>
      <content>My favorite was Sicilian salami on a sesame seeded roll, with a Pepsi and a bag of Dipsey Doodles.

Boy those were the days!</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 09:44:07 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>174753</id>
        <name>NellyNel</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763441</id>
      <content>Ontario in the 60's and 70's:
Peanut butter and banana.
PB&amp;J, usually raspberry.
Egg salad with my mother's salad dressing (made from condensed milk, cider vinegar, and eggs).
Canned salmon (always knew when salmon was in the offing since our dog got the tin with the oil, bones, and skin and chased it around the kitchen with his nose bang bang bang first thing in the am).
Bologna 1 or maybe 2 slices.
Sliced ham ditto.
Sliced homecooked roast turkey or chicken when available.
Absolute favorite:  homecooked cold roast pork with lots of S&amp;P.
All with a smallish to moderate amount of filling (I still don't like the jawbreaker type of sandwich you get here).
All on sandwich white or sometimes brown bread, all with butter, even the PB ones.  I never heard of mayonnaise on sandwiches until I came to the States.
No refrigeration and never got sick from any of these.

</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 10:02:21 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>13709</id>
        <name>buttertart</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763473</id>
      <content>Hmmm, I recall I started to bring my lunch around the 5th or 6th grade, usually a ham sandwich with mayo, sometimes an American cheese sandwich with mayo. My father loved olive loaf, so sometimes I would get that by default, but was never a fan.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 10:10:27 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>154901</id>
        <name>roro1831</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763591</id>
      <content>i remember PB&amp;J, to which I added potato chips when i could get them. We also got bologna and miracle whip. all sammies were on roman meal bread, mom rarely bought what we called the "good" white bread. ;-) I think we got soup sometimes, oh and zuchinni bread with cream cheese when she had some made. YUM. </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 10:35:59 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>65780</id>
        <name>jujuthomas</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763608</id>
      <content>i occasionally took a thermos of soup, but it was more typically a sandwich. the favorites:
- tuna salad
- cream cheese &amp; jelly
- leftover roast chicken or turkey with mayo &amp; tomato

this was only in elementary school - once we got to junior high (6th grade) we bought our lunch in the cafeteria...and in high school, we usually left campus to buy bagels or sandwiches somewhere in town. of course, there were days when i just grabbed a Yoo-Hoo along with a Chipwich or a bag of Linden's Chocolate Chip Cookies and called it a meal ;)</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 10:41:19 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4763787</id>
      <content>Oh my Gosh - I forgot all about cream cheese and jelly!!

We didn't grow up with that particular combo at all, and I remember being shocked when my classmates would have CC &amp; J sandwiches- it looked really disgusting to me!
I haven't seen or thought about it since.
Now that I'm older - and my palate has "matured" (ha ha!) - I would really like to try it!
</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 11:27:41 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4763608</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>174753</id>
        <name>NellyNel</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4764150</id>
      <content>it was always Temp Tee whipped cream cheese with Smucker's grape jelly, and it was particularly good on matzo during Passover :)</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 13:15:28 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4763787</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4766104</id>
      <content>Yummm!! Gotta try it!</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 06:58:18 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4764150</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>174753</id>
        <name>NellyNel</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4764142</id>
      <content>Yeah, in high school my lunches were the chocolate eclairs brought in from the local bakery, potato chips or little debbie swiss cake rolls. </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 13:12:17 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4763608</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>65780</id>
        <name>jujuthomas</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4764951</id>
      <content>That's right...cream cheese &amp; jelly was a big one. I also got pimento spread sandwiches sometimes. I can also remember getting fruit rolls for dessert - the old-fashioned kind...longer than the current ones, leatherier and the plastic was crinklier.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 17:32:41 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4763608</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>228204</id>
        <name>jbsiegel</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763840</id>
      <content>Hmmm good one...

My favorite was fried bologna sandwich ...Also had the "Leftover Lunch"  what ever left over was in the fridge...mom's leftover meatloaf as a sandwhich was great.  

Sometimes didn't have time to make lunch and it was just grab a few things out of the garden on the way to the bus stop and I always asked the lunch lady to cut them up for me...had a lot of sliced cucumbers and tomatoes with a side of cantalope...there was always enough to share with her too...she knew if she cut them up for me she would get the leftovers.
</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 11:42:45 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>237148</id>
        <name>bermudagourmetgoddess</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4763857</id>
      <content>I never brought food from  home, but purchased a hot lunch in the H.S .cafeteria back in the early 60s. However, one of my classmates always brought her lunch from home and we made a deal: any time her Italian-born mother made her a sandwich of thick-sliced, homemade white bread and air-dried beef, spread with mayo, she got my lunch money and I got her brown bag. There were usually a couple of pieces of biscotti in there, too, which I saved for the trip home after school. At the time, I didn't know what it was called, but I knew I loved it. You can't imagine how exotic such food was to this 2nd generation Jewish American kid in a western PA hicktown.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 11:47:10 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>10787</id>
        <name>Deenso</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4764209</id>
      <content>i got a lot of 'weird' food that i used to be so embarrassed of b/c no one wanted to trade me pudding cups or fruit roll ups for anything. nowadays, i'm really deeply fond of many of these and am so grateful to my mom for trying to feed us properly. typical lunch boxes might include: 

1. omusubi rice ball wrapped in nori, sometimes with scary things poking out of it like leftover sauteed shrimp or pork sung 
2. homemade bread with mayonnaise and pork sung sandwiches
3. "hamburger"... a patty made out of ground pork and chives, only sometimes served in a bun
4. "pizza"... bread + a slice of American cheese + sliced pepperoni. cold. 
5. futomaki... that really freaked some of those Kentucky farm-raised kids out! =)
6. mom's homemade carrot 'cake' sweetened with about 1/2 a tsp. of honey
7. soup... which i loved, but mom made me take it to school in one of those ginormous, dorky high tech thermoses with that fragile glass bulb inside for insulation... i broke one every other week or so.  
8. whole wheat crackers with cheddar cheese, my mom's interpretation of the Lunchable(TM)
9. roasted pork buns... mom made amazing ones. but in elementary school, i just wanted a bologna sandwich like everyone else. ;)
</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 13:32:00 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4765894</id>
      <content>Your update brought a smile to my face. I was also subjected to fobby pizza, except my father made ours on pita bread with tomato paste, a slice of American cheese and chopped hot dogs. Cold (both he and his pizza). Try trading that for a Lunchable. Try trading that for ANYTHING else!

In high school my mother started making our lunches; by then I was old enough to appreciate homecooking, but not yet mature enough to be immune to teasing. So when I pulled out containers of pasta made with ketchup-spiked Prego, American cheese and sliced hot dogs, a concoction my lunchtable mocked in less PC terms as "Sons of the Soil" Spaghetti, I would still turn red. Red as ketchup on Prego. </content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 05:43:27 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4764209</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>68363</id>
        <name>JungMann</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4766331</id>
      <content>Ooh, that pita was so close. If only it'd been subject to a little bit of toasting... He actually added tomato substance, too, and no can! Impressive attention to detail. ;) 

So funny how the kids I grew up with never used that term "sons of the soil" -- I actually had to look it up since I had no idea what it meant. I think we all kind of just were (well, sons and daughters), and were so thoroughly that we didn't even think about it. Pass the corn pone, please! 

--

Oh, I should mention: Hong Kong style cafes serve ketchup and hotdog enhanced spaghetti to some very appreciative audiences in Shanghai, HK and NYC (with or without American cheese). So Mom was definitely onto something, there! You should take her to one if she ever visits you in NYC, for old time's sake. =)</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 08:01:34 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4765894</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4769664</id>
      <content>My friends were never tactful enough to opt for "Sons of the Soil;" they always opted for the more offensive term I didn't want to type out here. Plus I am loathe to turn up an opportunity to use alliteration or reference "The Simpsons."

I have seen some interesting pastas in HK style cafes now that you mentioned it! But if you want the real deal in Son of the Soil Spaghetti, you need to get out to Queens because Jollibee serves a close approximation of my mother's favorite way to embarrass her son.</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 10:49:42 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4766331</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>68363</id>
        <name>JungMann</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4769801</id>
      <content>"The spaghettiest!"

Gotta love it. =P</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 12:04:40 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4769664</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4766050</id>
      <content>My parents also made me "pizza" for lunch sometimes after watching some Chinese cooking show...baguette sliced in half lengthwise and topped with shredded cheese and meat. I was embarressed to pull it out of my lunch bag!! I was so mortified that sometimes, I would go without eating it, telling friends that I only packed fruit for lunch. What I would give now for my parents to pack me that lunch again! 

Other things I had:
-a thermos of rice with last night's leftovers (my favourite was black bean short ribs, sweet and sour pork and steamed egg omelette)
-chicken nuggets
-sandwiches (mostly Vietnamese pork with two dashes of soy sauce and lettuce or fried egg but if I got a bologna sandwich, I would squish down the bread as flat as possible- it seemed tastier that way)
-homemade sushi (I used to be envious of people who would get supermarket sushi, but now I know that I was lucky!)
-Premium Plus crackers with slices of cheese and bologna
-a nice big green salad with tuna, with enough room in the container for shaking the dressing in!

Snacks were mostly homemade treats or granola bars. Also, my mom did not sign me up for the greasy pizza days. Although I was not happy with that decision as a child, today I thank her for it. Funny how you look at things differently as you age, eh?

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      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 06:45:20 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4764209</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>166743</id>
        <name>pinkprimp</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4766382</id>
      <content>Ah, one of the fortunate kids who got bologna. I've got no sympathy for you. ;P And your Vietnamese pork sammies sound pretty darn good! 

We may just need a separate thread on all the wanky ways in which our well-intentioned parents tried to make us pizza. These are great stories -- and there are an astonishing number of variations... kind of amazing! 

BTW, don't they now market your parents' baguette pizzas to the frozen TV dinner-eating populace? </content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 08:14:34 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4766050</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4766504</id>
      <content>Hah! I had to *beg* for bologna. My mom thought it was sooo suspect, lol! I was also one of those kids that had never tried a cream cheese bagel until I went camping when I was 8 yo- it was only after that I would ask my mom to buy me these things.

Hey, I'd trade you the pork sandwich for some homemade carrot cake!

My sister actually succeeded at convincing my mom that she *HAD* to have Lunchables. I think my mom only gave in because my sister had a few allergies and thus was a picky eater as a child. (I am happy to report that she is now a very adventurous eater!)
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      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 08:43:32 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4766382</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>166743</id>
        <name>pinkprimp</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4767313</id>
      <content>&gt;&gt;Hey, I'd trade you the pork sandwich for some homemade carrot cake!

Man, anytime! Gotta warn you though: She made it (still makes it) with hardly any sweetener, so it's more like a bread than a cake. The only kid I was ever able to push it on was my buddy Kristin, the child of hippie parents who fed her even worse things. ;) </content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 12:12:24 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4766504</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4767278</id>
      <content>Oh how funny! I was lucky enough to get bologna and fried egg sandwiches (my favorite as a child), but did indeed have my share of the "weird lunches." There weren't too many Asians or Asian-Americans in my elementary school. So I got a lot of "Ewwwws." I think the thing that elicited the most response was jia jiang myun (Korean-Chinese dish consisting of noodles in a fermented black bean sauce). The kids got really grossed out when they saw the squiggly looking black noodles in my thermos. Thank goodness my mom didn't pack kimchi for me! I think that would have guaranteed me eating lunch alone for all of my elementary years.</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 12:01:42 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4764209</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>10763</id>
        <name>Miss Needle</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4768495</id>
      <content>Haha that reminded me of this guy in my class who unforunately got chive dumplings and kimchi for lunch at least twice a week. We had to stay in our classroom seats for lunch, so you can only imagine how popular he was with his seat mates...

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      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 19:02:41 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767278</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>166743</id>
        <name>pinkprimp</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4768611</id>
      <content>The funny thing is that these days, I'd be sidling up to both your classmate and Miss N., attempting to trade in my carrot 'cake'. ;) </content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 19:57:32 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4768495</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4768814</id>
      <content>Perhaps this meal could only be perfected by a thermos full of durian shake?! ;-D

(I could totally go for one of those right now...or perhaps mangosteen!)</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 22:02:32 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4768611</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>166743</id>
        <name>pinkprimp</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4764589</id>
      <content>I thought cream cheese and chopped black olives was just some weird thing my Mom made up!  Not really a favorite, despite my usual love of olives.  I do remember my friends being grossed out by my blue cheese sandwiches, but I liked them.  Also liverwurst, olive loaf.  My least favorite was probably leftover meatloaf and dill pickle sandwich, mostly because I found the ketchup-soaked bread to be disturbing on some level.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 15:30:16 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>13150</id>
        <name>babette feasts</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4764663</id>
      <content>Underwood Deviled Ham with mayo on sourdough bread.  I just figured out what I'm having for dinnner tonight. Yum.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 15:55:57 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>219993</id>
        <name>LA Buckeye Fan</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4764989</id>
      <content>Throughout the 50s and 60s the school lunch program in Fresno served really good and hearty and well prepared food. Somewhere around the fifth grade or so, however, I asked my mom to pack me a lunch box: bologna sandwiches, fruit, a big dill pickle, homemade cookies, and a thermos of milk. Part of my request was because I like(d) dill pickles. After quite a while (couple of months?) I couldn't take the daily dill pickle but didn't want to tell mom and hurt her feelings. So I went back to the school liunch program.  </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 17:48:05 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>36661</id>
        <name>Sam Fujisaka</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765030</id>
      <content>I always envied the kids who got  to bring their lunch, often in a special 1970's era lunch box like "The Partridge Family" or "The 6 Million Dollar Man". The school lunches were still at that time Filling, hot and for the most part good to eat, so my mother trusted the local lunch ladies to provide a healthy meal for us. 
Once or twice a year she'd let us take our lunches, so we were able to select the contents. I generally went with chopped ham loaf on white with Miracle Whip and American cheese, a bag of Fritos and a pack of Twinkies or even better, Hostess Sno-Balls. 
My daughters prefer I pack them a lunch, because they get chef salads, roll-up sandwiches or their choice of meats on a variety of specialty breads, crackers and cheese (import or domestic, just as long as it's exotic), whole dill pickles, homemade brownies or cookies, and a beverage. I always pack too much, because I know they'll end up sharing half of it. </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 18:02:23 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>91302</id>
        <name>podunkboy</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4766963</id>
      <content>podunkboy, how did I forget dessert? I got hung up on your lunch box mentions. ;)
Remember Big Chief Big Wheel and Twinkie the Kid? I loved Big Wheels. And Sno-balls were great, too. Remember on St. Patrick's Day they'd be green instead of pink?
And in the Drake's world, there were Ring Dings. And whoever made Ding Dongs--whose messed up idea was it to name a snack such as this?!</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 10:43:09 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4765030</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>249664</id>
        <name>kattyeyes</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4768350</id>
      <content>we were an equal-opportunity snack cake household - Drake's, Hostess, Tastykake. it's all good.

ahh, Twinkies, Coffee Cake, Devil Dogs, Yodels, Ring Dings, Krimpets...those were the days ;)</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 18:04:08 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4766963</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4769078</id>
      <content>your mom is jfood's hero.

Then they came out with mini versions of coffee cake, yodels and ring dings. to save money that was now the dessert adder for jfood. a two bite yodel was a tease not a treat.

the rich kids brought a package of snowballs and there was always an argument over which color was better. Jfood finally made it to the big leagues when the football coaches sent him to the chinese restaurant for their lunch. His reward? $0.12 for the three pack of those fantatstic double chocolate tastykake cupcakes that stuck to the roof of his mouth. Touchdown and extra point.</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 05:17:19 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4768350</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4769742</id>
      <content>i'll tell mom, she'll be so proud. jfood, i would have shared my treats with you. well, the ones that came 2 to a package anyway ;)

ick, Sno Balls were my childhood kryptonite because of the coconut. those, Girl Scout Samoas, Mounds &amp; Almond Joy could make me gag at the mere sight of the wrapper or package.

all this talk about childhood junk food plus your "big leagues" comment now has me thinking about those pouches of Big League Chew...another treat!</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 11:30:38 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4769078</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>6</level>
      <id>4774987</id>
      <content>My dessert was the hostess cupcakes, the chocolate ones with the chocolate icing with the white icing swirl across the top. The inside had a creamy filling. I see them in the store and I have to fight the urge to buy a box, mostly because i fear I would eat the entire box that night.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 13:32:11 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4769742</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>154901</id>
        <name>roro1831</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>7</level>
      <id>4775011</id>
      <content>the problem with those Hostess cupcakes was that the cake part wasn't good! i would peel off that solid layer of icing on top (had to be in one piece!), separate the white icing squiggle from the brown/chocolate icing base, break open the cupcake, scoop the creme filling out of the center, and toss the cupcake. then i'd flip over the large icing piece, spread the creme on it, top it with the squiggle, and nibble my way through it!

i was an anal-retentive perfectionistic control freak even back then ;)</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 13:40:19 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4774987</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>8</level>
      <id>4775054</id>
      <content>I would take the icing off as well, that was half the fun of eating it</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 13:53:00 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4775011</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>154901</id>
        <name>roro1831</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>7</level>
      <id>4775037</id>
      <content>I got those, too.  I don't think my dad realized how bad they were for me.  He probably never ate one.  They didn't exactly go with the egg salad or peanut butter and honey sandwiches on homemade brown bread.  The bread had to be cut into thick slices or else it fell apart and the honey soaked in and got crunchy.  Bleh.  I also got little cans of Tree Top apple juice (pre-juice box?) and tiny boxes of raisins.

Oh, I just remembered there was an orange version of those hostess cupcakes, too.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 13:47:58 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4774987</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11231</id>
        <name>Glencora</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>8</level>
      <id>4775051</id>
      <content>gack! reading that seriously almost just made me hurl. those orange cupcakes were VILE.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 13:52:17 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4775037</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>9</level>
      <id>4776163</id>
      <content>OK rewind.

There were two cupcakes de jour.

The Hostess came in a 2-pack with the squiggle white line and then Tastykate had a 3-pack. The icing was lighter in color and the cake was dark and harder. 

It is the Tastykate Variety jfood refers to.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 19:28:20 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4775051</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>10</level>
      <id>4777251</id>
      <content>poor jfood. i *adored* Tastykake Butterscotch Krimpets and PB Kandy Kakes, but their cupcakes weren't very good at all. *however,* i'd take those over the orange Hostess any day! </content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 07:39:22 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4776163</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>11</level>
      <id>4778280</id>
      <content>Until last night when jfood went to the Tastykake site he had forgotten all about the Krimpets. Jfood's older brother (7 years) received the krimpets and jfood the cupcakes. Once jfood grabbed a krimpet and his brother beat the crap out of him. When brother went to college jfood finally was able to buy and eat the krimpets.</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 11:31:30 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4777251</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>8</level>
      <id>4777050</id>
      <content>I'd forgotten about those little boxes of raisins....sometimes they were the "fruit" portion of my lunch.</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 06:34:05 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4775037</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11990</id>
        <name>Janet from Richmond</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>7</level>
      <id>4776156</id>
      <content>r

not to worry, they are not nearly as good now as then. keep the memory.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 19:25:44 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4774987</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>8</level>
      <id>4777030</id>
      <content>Memories are all I have. lol</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 06:27:11 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4776156</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>154901</id>
        <name>roro1831</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765036</id>
      <content>Inner city NJ in the 60s.

There was a round bread like wonder bread ($0.19) and jfoods mom placed either some tuna with hellmans or jif smooth and grape jelly. He also ate a scooter pie every day as the snack. Milk was served to him since Tuscan was in the next town.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 18:04:35 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4770812</id>
      <content>What's a scooter pie?</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 21:20:52 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4765036</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>134437</id>
        <name>salsailsa</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4771507</id>
      <content>a great pocket snack sledding and skiing
the ones I remember ,were individually wrapped 
sandwich cookie with marshmellow,chocolate,softish cookie,not quite a graham cracker about 5" in diameter 
very old memory here </content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 08:36:42 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4770812</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>203919</id>
        <name>lcool</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4771733</id>
      <content>They were the best!</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 10:17:02 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771507</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>232829</id>
        <name>kchurchill5</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4772131</id>
      <content>how could i forget Scooter Pies? i *loved* those!</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 13:43:46 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771507</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>5014971</id>
      <content>They must have been cheap because my frugal mom packed a scooter pie every lunch for 6 years.</content>
      <published_at>Tue Sep 08 18:46:49 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4772131</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>10480</id>
        <name>Siobhan</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4771575</id>
      <content>hopefully the picture upload worked.

jfood's favorite was banana.</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 09:06:17 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4770812</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4771609</id>
      <content>Sounds kind of like a "wagon wheel."- Wagon wheel is probably the Cdn version.  I hated when those things got crushed!</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 09:19:57 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771575</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>134437</id>
        <name>salsailsa</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4771884</id>
      <content>have had wagon wheels,scooter pies and ?? the original moon pie in the really big box 
Scooter pies really stood out,as jfood mentions there were flavors,4 or5 .They weren't just sweet,cheap with nasty after taste.
Another great commercial cookie memory I have is the original Nabisco CHOCOLATE COVERED CINNAMON GRAHAM CRACKERS 
They didn't make it into the house or my lunch,but they were allowed with friends and when out </content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 11:27:43 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771609</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>203919</id>
        <name>lcool</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>6</level>
      <id>4772267</id>
      <content>I had a real moon pie at an NRBQ concert (as in "RC Cola and a Moon Pie"). I like the song much better than the snack, but it was interesting to taste one after singing the song for so long. ;)</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 14:53:53 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771884</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>249664</id>
        <name>kattyeyes</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4771874</id>
      <content>it did</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 11:18:40 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771575</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>203919</id>
        <name>lcool</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4777437</id>
      <content>You can still find them(Scooter Pies) and little Debbie's makes one(called marshmalllow pies I think) too not as good as Murry's but not too bad. Try them. Two graham like round cookies with marshamallow in between dipped in chocolate.</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 08:22:59 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4770812</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>1083146</id>
        <name>Sherri K</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4778314</id>
      <content>Little Debbie Marshmallow Pies are a poor imitation of Scooter Pies (but i did like the Oatmeal Creme Pies).

and don't even get me started on how much better Mallomars were than Pinwheels!</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 11:43:05 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4777437</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4778329</id>
      <content>Major debate at casa jfood growing up...mallomars vs. pinwheels. 

Jfood did the appropriate thing and took it under advisement and to this day 40+ years later he still performs his annual testing and it is still under advisement.

The problem with mallomars is the length of season (although Costco just started selling them) and the problem with pinwheels is that many times the chocolate cracked and the marshmallow became hard. The big selling point in the pinwheel was the chocolate "inny belly button" which was a nice big circle of chocolate from the middle. You placed your pinky in the hole and ate around the circumference, then what was left if the chocolate "inny belly button" ...yummmy</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 11:49:09 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4778314</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11290</id>
        <name>jfood</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>6</level>
      <id>4778416</id>
      <content>the limited availability of Mallomars made them even more desirable :)

you're right, on the rare occasion that i did eat a Pinwheel, that chocolate "belly button" was the best part. as a rule, the marshmallow was too stiff &amp; dry, and the cookie wasn't nearly as good at the Mallomar cookie (plus it was thinner).

i had a VERY specific process for eating Mallomars, which required the separation of the marshmallow from the cookie base, and both components had to be intact once the separation was complete. Pinwheel components rarely stayed together - the chocolate covering on the marshmallow flaked too easily so you lost some of it, and the cookie often cracked or broke.</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 12:15:54 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4778329</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>103920</id>
        <name>goodhealthgourmet</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765234</id>
      <content>I was an elementary school student in the 70s, too.
My 1st lunchbox was yellow and shaped like Snoopy's doghouse, "Go to school with Snoopy. Have lunch with Snoopy."
Milk was 5 cents when I started, 6 cents the following year.
Hot lunch was 50 cents, then 55.
My mom used to pack me Mother Goose liverwurst sandwiches with French's mustard on slice-a-slice bread. Another favorite was when mom or Nanny had made banana bread, so I'd have banana bread "sandwiches" filled with cream cheese. And, yes, no refrigeration here either and we all seem to have turned out just fine! ;)

I distinctly remember one of my "tablemates" would always bring Funyuns with her lunch.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 19:14:24 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>249664</id>
        <name>kattyeyes</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765255</id>
      <content>My Dad packed my lunches for me and he would put in Vienna Sausages and crackers and a bottle of hot sauce. Also canned Deviled Ham that I would open and put on the bread. I really remember the Vienna Sausages though because the other kids would make so much fun of them.  </content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 19:24:29 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>61135</id>
        <name>Boudleaux</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765294</id>
      <content>Meatloaf sandwich. When we were out of everything else an egg sandwich with mayonnaise on Mrs. Baird's bread.</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 11 19:40:34 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>137946</id>
        <name>Scargod</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765644</id>
      <content>80's school kid in Nairobi - sandwiches were a rarity amongst the lunches brought to school, and we would all generally have a pcinic with our particular group of friends with tins and containers placed in the middle of the picnic table or the grass in teh school grounds. Alot of evening leftovers were brought, and shared amongst the group (8-10 of us)

 - Pizza
 - Mexican rice
 - a whole load of Indian fried snacks - bhajia, vada, samosa, kachori etc
 - toasted sandwiches fille dwith spiced potato pea mix (cooked on one of those long handled sw toasters that you hold over a gas flame)
 - garlic bread
 - handvo (spiced baked cake made with semolina and lentils)

etc

First school had a hot lunch that was so bad I can't yet face shepherds pie, beef stew or rhubarb crumble

</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 00:02:08 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>283388</id>
        <name>waytob</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4767285</id>
      <content>I love that you were able to have potluck picnics in elementary school. Having 8-10 different things to nibble for lunch must've been pretty cool!  

Also, I looked up handvo, since I'd never heard of it, and it sounds / looks amazing. Does this recipe look about right? (It doesn't use semolina.)

http://traderjanki.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/savory-lentil-cakes-a-recipe-for-handvo/

Do you generally use a premixed handvo flour or mix your own? The version in this recipe sounds a bit like the kind of batter you'd make for dosa, 'cept with a mix of lentils. </content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 12:03:42 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4765644</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4773225</id>
      <content>Recipe looks about right, we don't use coconut and add plenty of gourd to 'veg' it up, so mine turns out greener in colour. Generally I make my own mix, and leave it soaking overnight. I bake it in quite a deep pan so I get a thick soft cake with a very crunchy topping, but different people vary their thickness. And this is definitely one of the healthier Indian snacks as there's no deep frying involved. The taste is very different from dhosa.

Will try uploads pics next time I make it</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 00:07:20 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767285</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>283388</id>
        <name>waytob</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4773246</id>
      <content>This sounds really delicious to me. I think I'm going to have to attempt it. 

Thanks so much for the info! </content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 00:24:05 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4773225</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>64215</id>
        <name>cimui</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>5</level>
      <id>4773266</id>
      <content>Also, for a lighter cake i add some soda water along with the soda bicar - helps with the fluffiness and rising of the batter</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 00:51:47 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4773246</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>283388</id>
        <name>waytob</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765935</id>
      <content>My daily 1950s school lunch in Brooklyn was either PB&amp;J (much preferred) or bologna on white bread that was spread with butter or margarine...eeewwwww, just ghastly.  To this day, just thinking of bologna and butter together makes me heave.  Horrible, horrible stuff.  For that metter, I never really liked bologna in any preparation, and haven't eaten any since I left home for college more than 40 years ago.</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 06:06:17 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>15254</id>
        <name>ptrichmondmike</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4765966</id>
      <content>Sandwiches: Bologna &amp; cheese. Liverwurst &amp; cheese (somehow, no one died because I had such a sandwich waiting at room temperature for a few hours before eating it). Cheese. 

With crusts. I never understood why people would willingly forego the best part of bread, and my mother would have thought we were switched by gypsies if we even dared to suggest going crustless.</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 06:19:06 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>13819</id>
        <name>Karl S</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4766270</id>
      <content>1970's/80's - school - more often than not, a turkey sandwich

2009 - work - more often than not, a turkey sandwich

yawn</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 07:43:28 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>12695</id>
        <name>harrison</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4766301</id>
      <content>Pepperoni sandwich on whole wheat with mustard.  </content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 07:53:39 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>227839</id>
        <name>silvergirl</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4766481</id>
      <content>PB+J, with chips and a pickle, or
Velveeta on Triscuits, or
Cream cheese and jelly, or
Braunschweiger sandwich, or
Tuna salad,
all with fruit &#8211; apple, banana, peach...whatever.

Those were the regulars. I guess once in awhile I&#8217;d get a fried chicken leg.

Nothing was in tupperware. Sandwiches wrapped in wax paper (just like I still do today), chips in a plastic bag as well as the pickle. When I was done, throw the remains away and take the bag home for tomorrow&#8217;s lunch.
</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 08:38:11 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>233294</id>
        <name>cuccubear</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4766816</id>
      <content>I brown bagged from grades 3 - 13 b/c my schools were so far from home. I've probably eaten every combination of sandwich/leftover/random foods there is over those 10 years. I do remember that my standard high school lunch would usually be a sandwich, 2 peach or pear nectar bottles/juice boxes, a yogurt, and literally 5 - 10 pieces of fruit that I would snack on during the whole day [seriously, I could have made a Carmen Miranda hat], supplemented by a large chocolate milk from the cafeteria.  I find it ironic that I ate healthier as a teen than I do now...</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 10:02:13 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>109450</id>
        <name>Smorgasbord</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4767229</id>
      <content>Wow! You've set off the nostalgia train for sure! I didn't have to bring lunch until Jr. High but it was pretty much your standards: PBJ, crream cheese and jelly, liverwurst, ham, all on white bread, and unfailingly accompanied by Hostess Twinkies or Ding-Dongs. And yet, we made it out alive!</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 11:50:37 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>10926</id>
        <name>mnosyne</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4767343</id>
      <content>I took my lunch to school from kindergarten to grade 6, in Ontario in the 80's. In grade 7 we moved and for two glorious years I lived close enough to school to come home for lunch.  I hated taking lunch, but we didn't have a cafeteria.  I did buy milk, but that's the only thing the school sold except for the odd hot dog day.

80% of the time I'd bring a peanut butter and honey sandwich.  Sometimes pb and banana or pb and cherry jam (never strawberry or raspberry; I didn't like the seeds).

Other days I'd take Zoodles in a thermos (sort of like spaghetti-os I would imagine, though I've never had spaghetti-os) or mom's homemade macaroni and cheese.  

Snacks were sliced apples or grapes and I'd always have dessert: homemade cookies or brownies, or sometimes Dare Fudge cookies or fudgee-os.  It was a lucky day if mom packed a Jos Louis.</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 12:20:36 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>139180</id>
        <name>Blush</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4767410</id>
      <content>Cream cheese and jelly on wheat, never white for me. I hated it
PB&amp;J
PB&amp; banana
My mom would give me fresh cut up steak from the night before with mustard and lettuce.
     I loved lettuce
Bacon, lettuce and miracle whip, mayo sitting out I don't agree with but she gave me a
     small ice pack
No bologne, can't stand that either
Ham, cheese or roast beef and cheese
Tuna and ham salads my mom made an awesome roast beef salad too
Fresh fruit and jello cups.
Pimento cheese
Meatloaf which I still love</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 12:41:47 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>232829</id>
        <name>kchurchill5</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4767559</id>
      <content>My friends teased me because I had the EXACT same thing every day for four years:
-peanut butter and jam on multigrain bread
-an apple, cut in five pieces
-two slices of cheddar cheese
-a yogurt
-one cookie (oreo or fudgee-o)
-a juice box or V8 can</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 13:24:12 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>194657</id>
        <name>alixium</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4767627</id>
      <content>In late elementary to mid junior high (same grades in one school) I walked to Grandmas for lunch.  1/2 mi away.  She made me grilled peanut butter on whole wheat with crusts cut off, mac and cheese just a small cup, kraft only and 1 apple cut up I use to add myself to the peanut butter sandwich, ice tea and she always gave me a cookie or brownie to take back.  I walked home from school 1 1/2 miles so I always ate it on the way home.  

I did that for 2 years straight every day of school</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 13:40:23 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767559</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>232829</id>
        <name>kchurchill5</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4767754</id>
      <content>Wow that reminds me of what my grandmother used to serve me for lunch (not on school-days, but whenever I was at her house)
She had a really old cast iron gadget that she would put a slice of white bread on one side, then put loads of mozzerella on it, then another slice of bread. She'd close it and put it right over the gas burner on the stove. The result was a sandwich shaped exactly like a flying saucer! With tons of gooey cheese inside!
Absolutely incredible! I'd kill for it right now. I'm pretty sure my brother inherited it
This was not like a panini maker because the sandwiches weer the opposite of "squished" - there was about 2 inches between the fused bread slices. Think: flying saucer. We also used provolone and dried sausage - yummm</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 14:19:42 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767627</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>174753</id>
        <name>NellyNel</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4767768</id>
      <content>How cool was your grandmother to grill you a flying saucer (sounds great)?! And I thought *my* Nanny was so hip because she put M&amp;Ms in her oatmeal cookies. I still like to think she was a very wise lady. ;)</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 14:23:35 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767754</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>249664</id>
        <name>kattyeyes</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4767787</id>
      <content>Grandma used to cute rounds, the crust off, stars, anything.  It was the best.  Every day I walked and she always had lunch.  She was amazing.  She passed on Mothers day when I was 14..  Many good lunches that is for sure.  The last year before she died (cancer) I made her the same lunch she made me for those couple of years.  It was a lot of fun.   Good memories</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 14:27:49 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767754</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>232829</id>
        <name>kchurchill5</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4768025</id>
      <content>My God! It's a Toasty-Pie (also called Toast-Tites). They made the greatest sandwiches. You could put fruit inside the buttered bread too. I still have a Toasty-Pie iron in my pantry...my treasures.</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 16:01:55 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767754</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>10926</id>
        <name>mnosyne</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4773233</id>
      <content>We still have that gadget and use it to date. Call them 'chamcha' sandwiches because they're cooked in a spoon supposedly. Gives a crust and sandwich thickness that can never be achieved by a sandwich maker.
Our filling was always a spicy pea and potato mix, similar to a vegetable samosa filling, and we eat them with a fersh green coriander and chill chutney </content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 00:16:22 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4767754</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>283388</id>
        <name>waytob</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4767678</id>
      <content>I had to buy school lunch for most of my education, but on the days we had field trips I was in heaven because I knew it meant my parents would go to hoagie's corner and get me a roast beef hoagie with everything, a bag of doritos and a koala springs fruity carbonated drink.  I've tried to recreate the hoagie's corner sandwich, but have never been able to recreate that magical combination even when we ran a sandwich shop years later....</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 13:56:36 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>56183</id>
        <name>soypower</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4768057</id>
      <content>Campbell's soup in my thermos
Fluffernutter on white bread
Cream cheese and jelly
Ham and cheese

My mom never got too original</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 12 16:13:07 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>63634</id>
        <name>rizzo0904</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4769452</id>
      <content>All my sandwiches were on "wheat" bread (puffy just like white bread, just used wheat flour), while most of the other kids were on white bread.  

peanutbutter and ham (got teased pretty bad about that at an adventist vegetarian school, as of the meats, pork is the "worst")
peanutbutter and bologne 
peanutbutter and strwaberry jelly
peanutbutter and honey
peanutbutter and banana
not a sandwich, but sometimes in leiu I'd get an apple with peanutbutter
(can you tell I like peanutbutter?)
turkey, mayo, cheese, mustard (dijon.... my mom spoiled me a bit there.  well that and she was only going to buy one mustard, and that was the one SHE liked.  hey worked well for me!)
If mom was feeling especially nice towards me, she'd make a pizza sandwich.  wheat bread, sauce, cheese, and pepperoni made on the sandwichmaker, like an oldschool hot pocket lol</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 08:56:51 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>285186</id>
        <name>Popkin</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4769770</id>
      <content>1970's
Mom's homemade lunch:  PB and Fluff
Dad's homemade lunch:  PB, Banana's, chocolate syrup on white bread.  
We loved Dad's lunch</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 11:43:31 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>89250</id>
        <name>catrn</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4770825</id>
      <content>I hated peanut butter and jelly.

I recall having macaroni and cheese loaf sandwiches, ham and turkey.

If I came home for lunch I'd have mushroom soup or sometimes Zoodles.  I made the mistake of trying Zoodles in my 20's- god, I can't believe I ate that stuff.</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 21:27:33 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>134437</id>
        <name>salsailsa</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4770850</id>
      <content>In the 60's for the early grade school years my lunch never seemed to measure up to the others . My mom did not know what mayo was, and coming from a war diet would not have conceived of margarine on a sandwich (not that she knew anything about sandwiches), so her attempts at them were on a sturdier bread than everyone else's Wonder bread, dry, with things like scrambled egg or my fave (which really got me dirty looks from the color and smell) mashed avocado and garlic powder. The sandwiches were one piece of bread cut in half (not on the diagonal), no chips or cookies and a piece of fruit.  When thermoses became popular things got more interesting, but please someone else tell me they had days where you could not get your thermos open?!? She closed it when it was scalding hot and it must have vacuum sealed itself. I would know there was a nice soup in there, but I could not get it open!</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 21:40:04 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>17682</id>
        <name>torty</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4772719</id>
      <content>I always had that darned thermos problem too! Thankfully we had mothers on lunch patrol that were able to open them..or it was used as an excuse to walk over to the current boy crush to ask him for a favour ;-)

Your garlic powder bread reminds me of a girl who used to have a slice of wonderbread with butter and mashed garlic cloves at recess for a snack.</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 18:30:13 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4770850</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>166743</id>
        <name>pinkprimp</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4770852</id>
      <content>Amazed at how many of you had lunches prepped by mom (or dad). I made my own lunch from 2nd grade until I started getting lunch at school (which we 7 Manzo kids got for free since our dad was under almost nonstop layoff at the Ford factory from around '76 until his retirment).

Lunches were strictly rationed: TWO slices of Carl Buddig corned beef on white or wheat- some of you might know Carl Buddig and those slices were as thin as tissue paper. A bag of something crunchy from the variety pack (usually cheetos or nacho-cheese doritos) and a Little Debbie snack cake since Hostess was too ritzy for white trash like us.</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 13 21:42:38 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>12135</id>
        <name>John Manzo</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4771915</id>
      <content>Mid-50s, Jewish family in San Francisco.  Seldom white bread which my mother wouldn't allow in the house.  Chopped olive sandwiches, liverwurst on corn rye, cream cheese and jelly on raisin bread, tuna salad and egg salad on sourdough.  Once in a blue moon Mom would give in to our demands for pb&amp;j on "goyishe white bread."</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 11:39:57 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>147113</id>
        <name>ola</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4775025</id>
      <content>You sound very lucky.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 13:44:22 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4771915</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>12135</id>
        <name>John Manzo</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4772183</id>
      <content>Ugh!  One of my least favorites was when my mom packed hebrew national salami--sliced too thick--on white bread with mustard.  The bread couldn't take the heft of the salami and would mush into a mustardy mess!  She was also big on fluffernutter on white--off which I was a much bigger fan!</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 14:12:32 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>195118</id>
        <name>mom22tots</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4773201</id>
      <content>Liverwurst, beef tongue, bologna, or westfalian ham sandwiches on white bread. Little cubes of 'La vache qui rit' or Babybel cheese. Banana, sometimes cookies. And on some days (what glorlous days they were) there would be a Passion Flakie -- the snack cake to rule them all.</content>
      <published_at>Sun Jun 14 23:55:52 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>16363</id>
        <name>mogo</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4775954</id>
      <content>Mondays lunch was always meatballs from Sundays Gravy on thick sliced panella. The rest of the week would be other left overs like eggplant parm, meatloaf, veal cutlets. If there were no left overs, It would be salami. All sandwiches made with Italian bread and wrapped in aluminum foil. I grew up in an Italian section of Jersey.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 18:29:22 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>250004</id>
        <name>Nunzio</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>2</level>
      <id>4777052</id>
      <content>I am so jealous I could cry.  </content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 06:34:34 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4775954</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11990</id>
        <name>Janet from Richmond</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>3</level>
      <id>4778563</id>
      <content>In my neighborhood, the birds didn't even eat american bread</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 12:49:51 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4777052</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>250004</id>
        <name>Nunzio</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>4</level>
      <id>4780716</id>
      <content>In my neighborhood Wonder Bread and cheap cold cuts were king....LOL</content>
      <published_at>Wed Jun 17 07:10:08 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4778563</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>11990</id>
        <name>Janet from Richmond</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4776142</id>
      <content>I had to suffer through several days of the same horrible cold cuts until they were used up, alternating between "spiced ham" (chopped cooked ham), olive loaf, turkey roll (this was a treat) and an occasional cooked ham sandwich.  Always brown mustard, always on a Kaiser roll. Parents thought balogna was "junk" meat and that the mayo in tuna would turn to poison instantly the moment you left the house with it.  PBJ was regarded in a similar way as eating candy for lunch.  Go figure.

On Fridays, it was a scrambled egg sandwich, sometimes with green bell peppers and sometimes with potatoes.   Thank goodness for meatless Fridays in the old days.

BTW, I have never eaten that awful spiced ham again, and have since upgraded to high end turkey breast  and ham.  I've probably had olive loaf only a few times in forty years.  I still like egg sandwiches.</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 19:20:46 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>87837</id>
        <name>RGC1982</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4776213</id>
      <content>When I was in elementary school in Brooklyn, I walked home for lunch every day.  Brown-bagging was a new thing for me in junior high, and in hindsight, some of the stuff my mom packed for me was really weird.  Among the most "memorable" sandwiches was canned salmon that had been chopped up with nothing added to it, on white bread that had been spread with butter.  BLECH!</content>
      <published_at>Mon Jun 15 19:42:44 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>49600</id>
        <name>CindyJ</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4777300</id>
      <content>Usually, unexceptionable stuff, like deli sandwiches, peanut butter and jam, and the like.

However, sometimes my mother's ingenuity went too far.

For Passover, when she didn't eat bread, neither should I.  Sandwiches were some filling between two cold latkes.  Yech!

She also got the strange idea that I liked cold fish sandwiches.  Cold, sliced carp, not too successfully deboned.  Fortunately, I had a friend, Alex Butkiewicz, from  a Polish family, whjo actually seemed to like them.  He ususally had sandwiches of some delightfully non-Kosher sausages, or ham and cheese, and was willing to swap his lunch for mine.</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 07:52:43 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>54222</id>
        <name>ekammin</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4777381</id>
      <content>Coming from a Sicilian family who's mom and dad were the first born here and who's grandparents lived upstairs I can tell you I was one of the odd lunchers in my class. Italian bread with roasted peppers and egg during lent or broccoli and egg omelet (this could vary with different veggies-asparagus,escarole,eggplant, or onions-my kids love when I make it for them it's a good recipe to have when you only have eggs and frozen or fresh veggies in the house)and for Fridays and your basic Sicilian cold cuts and toppings on other days with dried cured Sicilian olives on the side. Winter a thermos(glass lined) of minestrone crusty Italian bread and Nana's cookies came with all the lunches. We didn't have American bread in the house until I was a teen can you believe that? I still feed my hubby and kids this and they LOVE it!</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 08:10:40 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>1083146</id>
        <name>Sherri K</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4777432</id>
      <content>I have come to the conclusion that some ethnos have more sandwichable leftovers than others.

For example, char siu sandwiches (which we used to make for our kids, even though we're not Chinese) are good, but can't compare, IMHO, to Genoa salami (we're not Italian, either).</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 08:21:56 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>54222</id>
        <name>ekammin</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4777479</id>
      <content>At my small school, starting in 1959 and finishing at the same school in 1971 - we never brown-bagged. The cafeteria food was so good. Figure it was b/c the mothers were cooking it. And I don't remember anyone being especially picky about it, all thru' school.
Life in a small town of 300 persons, I guess....I still remember that food!</content>
      <published_at>Tue Jun 16 08:32:48 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>253735</id>
        <name>bayoucook</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4782389</id>
      <content>I had a bad experience with prunes and a mean lunch lady one day.  They had a policy that you couldn't take your tray up if you didn't eat at least one bite of everything on your plate.  I know this would NEVER pass mustard these days.  That day they had prunes.  I told the lunch lady I knew I didn't like them.  She insisted I eat a bite.  I sat for 10 minutes after lunch was dismissed with her insisting if she made me eat it I would throw up.  That was an eternity for a 6-7 year old.  Finally I ate a bite and threw up on the floor.  I got up looked at the lady said I told you so now I am going to class and left her to call the janitor.

I then went home to my tofu-healthy-on the board of education to reform school lunch mother and told her I wasn't eating hot lunch again.  She told me as long as I packed my own lunch that was fine.  The problem with that theory was that she never bought stuff to make a normal lunch so I brought cold spaghetti, brown rice with chicken and veggies, pepperoni cheese crackers and fruit, etc etc.  The great thing was I had a friend who always had normal lunches and got jealous of my exotic treats.  Her mother made her excellent things such as PB&amp;J on cinammon swirl peppridge farm bread, greek salad and italian hams with provolone on a soft italian roll or classy bread.  The thing is she made these a lot and my friend got bored so I would trade from time to time.

Back then schools didn't have microwaves for kids to use so I ate things cold until one teacher let me use the microwave in the teachers lounge.  Things greatly expanded then.  Vegetarian lasagna, pasta carbonara, soup, vegetarian chili, etc... A lot of kids must have had things like this happen as now most places have microwaves.  

When my parents divorced my Dad made me sandwiches and we lived with an older sister of mine who packed the good mom lunches: sandwich, cookies, fruit, fruit roll-up, carrots, yogurt, etc.  

The bus driver often would honk the horn outside my house and wait a couple minutes as I grabbed a container of leftovers and ran for the bus.  

Now everyone wonders why I save every little scrap of leftovers... it's still lunch I still pack everyday!</content>
      <published_at>Wed Jun 17 15:01:20 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>92426</id>
        <name>ktmoomau</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4783539</id>
      <content>Just been discussing this with my sister to further jog memories. We had a couple of things that seem disgusting now, but used to be oh so good then
 - one one's - a mandazi (sweet deep fried donut flour like bread) stuffed with a hot beef samosa and smothered in chilli sauce
 - gatush - a plastic bag ful of hot chips fried in oil that hadn't been changed in forever - half the bag then filled with brown vinegar and then topped up with chilli sauce and kachumbari (tomato, onion and chilli salsa)

I look at my 7 year old niece now and wonder - how different things have become. School is 2 minutes away from home, so her grandmother takes her lunch everyday at 12.30 - hot pasta, pizza, chapati and curry, fresh fruit etc.
She takes 'break' with her for her 10.00 snack
 - Monday - chocolate peanut butter brownies (I was in a baking frenzy over the weekend, so had lots of goodies to pass on)
 - Tuesday - carrots sticks and roasted almonds
 - Wednesday - popcorn
 - Today - half a grilled cheese sandwich</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 18 00:35:51 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>283388</id>
        <name>waytob</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4785531</id>
      <content>peanut butter and fluff. every day.
</content>
      <published_at>Thu Jun 18 14:42:00 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>158016</id>
        <name>cassoulady</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4788870</id>
      <content>Sandwiches were tuna salad, PB&amp;J, cold meatloaf (which was a thick slice of meatloaf, butter, and mustard on whole wheat bread), or egg salad. Or cold leftover pizza, soup in thermos is I was lucky on a cold day.</content>
      <published_at>Fri Jun 19 17:34:47 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>29932</id>
        <name>MIss G</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>4790228</id>
      <content>My mother packed our lunches every morning.  Our lunch pail almost always had a thermos of hot soup.  Sometimes a couple fo pieces of fried chicken, leftover roast beef sanwiches, and one that I craved was a meatloaf sandwich.

My absolute favorite thing was a roll my mother made with beef and cabbage stuffed inside.  They were heavenly.  Still think about them to this day.

We always had a piece of fruit and a bag of chips.</content>
      <published_at>Sat Jun 20 10:41:52 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>222865</id>
        <name>FoodChic</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>5019503</id>
      <content>At least for the early catholic school years, before I got to public  jr. high (with a real cafeteria!), it was bologna on buttered white bread. Chased with a small carton of milk. </content>
      <published_at>Thu Sep 10 10:23:26 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>12752</id>
        <name>MsDiPesto</name>
      </user>
    </post>
    <post>
      <level>1</level>
      <id>5020660</id>
      <content>We regularly ate really healthy at my house, but for some reason as I reflect pack on what my parents used to pack me for lunch in the mid/late 1980s, I'm shocked.

I often had a pb&amp;j sandwich, Better Made chips and a nutty bar or Little Debbie brownie. When lunchables came out I remember getting those in my brown bag; you were cool if you did.

In high school we had "open lunch" and ventured out to Taco Bell across the street, Hardees, Jet's Pizza or a bagel place. Later when we could drive Panera or Subway was one of our favorite. I remember loving the tuna sub at Subway--very un-Jared friendly!</content>
      <published_at>Thu Sep 10 16:54:50 -0700 2009</published_at>
      <parent_id>4762610</parent_id>
      <user>
        <id>18011</id>
        <name>Jacey</name>
      </user>
    </post>
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