“We lose things as we age.
That’s the hardest part,”
Christmas has come and gone and I found myself craving things lost. Mostly I missed the people I wished could gather round and share our holiday celebration.
But in the days leading up to Christmas, I also had mysterious cravings for foods! The list began to grow of favorites I gave up long ago for the sake of health or weight. Or maybe some of them were simply replaced – lost for years – but not entirely forgotten. And suddenly I WANTED a whole list of Ghost Foods of Christmas Past!
This year I craved Macaroni and Cheese!
Supermarket aisles are still full of the old box versions, plus every possible variety dreamed up by the merchandisers. But, I haven’t had old fashioned, “original” Mac & Cheese in years! This was one of my early wifely sacrifices since the husband hates cheese!
But I keep dreaming of Mac & Cheese so now there’s MY personal box in the pantry reserved for cheese cravings, nostalgia, and a carbohydrate boost.
Country Tip for City Dudes: Comfort food can be comforting just sitting on a shelf!
Then there’s Orange Iced Sweet Rolls!
I wonder if our son remembers Sunday mornings long ago when his Dad made orange sweet rolls and sausage for breakfast. The rolls came in a cylindrical box you banged on the corner of the sink to open, then set on cookie sheets to bake, and lastly you coated them with a scrumptious orangey icing.
I used to drive our son crazy trying to wake him up with “Rise and shine! Rise and shine!” and singing off-key, “It’s time to get up. It’s time to get up. It’s time to get up in the morrrrrning!” Mmmmm! The scent of baking and sausage from the kitchen is what finally worked to get him out of bed. He blocked out the singing with a pillow over his head.
Guess what we had this Christmas morning?! And that got Dad and me to talking about other foods we recall from the “olden days” when we could handle sugar overloads with grace.
My Mom used to make Baked Beans and Hot Dogs for dinner!
The beans came out of a can and she simply chunked up the hot dogs and heated both together. Not the healthiest scenario but who knows? Lotsa protein anyway. I’m not craving that meal so much but the memories are huge! Wonder how it would taste with a sprinkle of cheese!
Canned Brown Bread.
Oh yes, we found it at one of those vintage stores and ordered two cans of date-nut bread! I used to love canned bread because it worked so well with baked beans and hot dogs. Guess what? It tastes the same as it used to. On the other hand, it doesn’t taste the same at all. Does that make sense? Do taste buds change along with facial character lines?
Uh Oh! My craving for these beauties never leaves, and my husband loves them too. I know if we find Licorice Allsorts, the entire box will be gone in a matter of days. He found some for Christmas!
Was this my little brother’s favorite or my son’s? The images are beginning to blur. O.K., I know it’s a brand name I’m giving a plug. Maybe the brand has become generic for any pasta in a can (like bandaids or kleenex)? I never really liked SpaghettioO’s but the little fellas in my life always did. Still, the “O’s” were always a pantry staple at home, and deserve a test again for my elderly taste buds!
Oh, how I loved Mom’s rum balls and usually make them every Christmas. ”Not this year,” I reasoned, since I practically inhale every single one! Nope, this year I will practice abstinence! After all, a hysterical craving for rum balls is embarrassing, especially when added to all that licorice intake! Have you noted my admirable will power as proof of total self control. Ha!
Ahhhh! How I love Christmas and the Ghost Foods of Christmas Past.
This virtual trip was really unexpected, and wandering down a memory lane of long ago favorites, I wondered if I was alone in craving such lost delicacies.
Have any of my blogger friends been experiencing this odd way of looking at the past?
Have you been thinking of Ghost Foods you would like to try again?