"Over-riding all these trifling discomforts was the non-stop foraging by the housewife to provide some variety in her family's meals. I cannot recall ever being literally hungry, but the country had been reliant upon imports, which were now impossible because of the sea blockade. Everything was scrupulously rationed and we ate some strange things to supplement our diet.
Tea tablets were used to make the tea look stronger; babies' dried milk or 'National' milk was added if it could be obtained; and saccharine was used as a sweetener. Some even resorted to using honey or jam. What a concoction - but we drank it. Bread was heavy and a dull grey colour, but it, too, was rationed - so we ate it.
Sweets were devised from a mixture of dried milk and peppermint essence with a little sugar or icing sugar if available. Grated carrots replaced fruit in a Christmas or birthday cake, while a substitute almond paste was made from ground rice or semolina mixed with a little icing sugar and almond essence. Dried egg powder was used as a raising agent, and this same dried egg could be reconstituted and fried, yielding a dull, yellow, rubbery-like apology for the light and fluffy real thing - but there was nothing else, so we ate it.
Bean pies and lentil rissoles provided protein to eke out our meagre meat ration, and the horse-meat shop, which previously had sold its products only for dogs, now bore a notice on some of its joints occasionally, 'Fit for Human Consumption'. This horse-meat was not rationed, but it did have to be queued for and sure enough eventually it appeared on our table. It had to be cooked for a long time and even then it was still tough. Nevertheless, it did not get thrown out.
In complete contrast, one highlight for me was the coming of spam from America. It was an oasis in our desert of mediocrity; an elixir in our sea of austerity. It seems to me that it was meatier, juicier, and much tastier than it is now. (Tricks of memory again, no doubt.) We ate it in sandwiches; we ate it fried with chips; cold with salad; chopped in spam-and-egg pies, until, of course, it ceased to provide the variety we longed for, but I never tired of it."
- Anne Butcher
8 comments:
I have a confession. When I became vegetarian at the age of 11, corned beef was the thing I missed most! Not the most sophisticated young one was I?
Another great food history post. I am really enjoying them. It's hard to imagine in this day and age not having what we want at out fingertips. I can't imagine not being able to run to the store at anytime of day and get something, anything.
I am really enjoying the food history posts. They really make you think about what we view as an every day necessity. I do have to say that no matter how short we were on supplies I would never eat spam. There is a reason junk mail has adopted it name, you never quite know what is in it.
I have not eaten Spam since I was a child, I can't remember it at all - I would have used it if I could have got it, as I really am going for the authentic!!
i admire your devotion and creativity and resourcefulness in the art of cooking. Great and novel idea- revisiting cook books from bygone eras to get a "taste" of times gone by.
Love these posts!
This hash looks really great... and I love the frugal nourishment of it.
Never eaten spam... but corned beef. yee-ummmm.
Oh, the gelatinous goodness of artery-clogging Spam! Actually, the corned beef sounds better than the Spam in this recipe. Having eaten Spam for a long time, I can say that with complete confidence! (although I will admit that I do love a good fried Spam sandwhich with tomatoes...)
Oh I'll have to hunt out a tin of spam asap! A fried sandwich? Michelle surely thats illegal!
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