Blue Cheese

In my younger days I couldn't stomach blue cheese. Now I cant get enough of it. What did you turn your nose up at when younger, and do you eat it now?

Pears, and I still despise them

As a child my dad and I would visit my Aunty every Sunday, she always put a spread on for tea. Pudding was nearly always tinned fruit salad and carnation milk, I used to love it but now I never want to see tinned fruit salad.

Not even Mandarin Oranges

Oh I like those, I make a ginger log with them

And I don't and never liked French evostick type cheese

Beetroot.
In the early 1960s, UpHolland village school had the dinners brought in daily from a central kitchen, and they seemed to dollop beetroot into every meal they possibly could.
Couldn't stand the taste of it, and I'm not a faddy eater, as other posts on here will show.
In recent years I've started to tolerate it, but only when finely grated in salads, etc.

Lolly wrote:Pudding was nearly always tinned fruit salad and carnation milk, I used to love it but now I never want to see tinned fruit salad.

Apologies for going off topic, but Lolly's comment above reminded me of the following tale . . .

When my parents first married, they lodged with my dad’s widowed auntie.
One evening, after they had eaten their evening meal, with tinned fruit for afters, my mum put a couple of tinned apricots which hadn't been used in a cup, covered it with a saucer, and placed it in the pantry.
Waste not, want not.
The following evening when she returned home from work, auntie (who was very short sighted) collared her.
"Eeh," she said, "Ah don't know what wor wrung wi' them two eggs as tha left i' that cup, but try as Ah might, Ah cuddent fry 'em, an they made a shockin' mess o' mi pon".

Cant help but think of my hubbies aunt who was almost blind. She tried to butter 2 place mats. I love beetroot me

I have never tried that blue cheese stuff or beetroot, but going back to the 1960s and 70s, my mum and me aunty, they would make what they called an Hors d'oeuvre, but I don't think it was a true 'hors d'oeuvre' but it would be what we got for tea (dinner if you are posh) or best described as 'evening meal' they only made it when we were on holiday together, and it was what I describe as a weird salad, and it was served on this whopping great glass platter (big oval shaped fancy glass plate) and has well as having typical salad stuff on it, there would be cold mashed potatoes sprinkled with grated cheese, cold mashed carrots and turnips, boiled eggs and sliced boiled eggs, I can't remember if there were any cooked meats on the platter, or was it apart from the eggs vegetarian, I know that cheese isn't vegetarian, but everything was 'cold' me, me brother and me cousins called it 'weird salad' and it was proper 1960s and 70s stuff, and I could never make my mind up as to whether I liked it or not

Mash with salad!!!!?   I can remember a salad in days gone by, a lettuce leaf a slice or two of tomato, cucumber and onion and a radish.

Lolly wrote:Mash with salad!!!!?

Now there's a thing.
UpHolland village school dinners again.
If salad was served, it always came with a blob of mashed spud, which had been dished up with one of those ice cream scoops.
Add to this the fact the salad consisted to a great extent of the outer leaves of a lettuce - something like green crepe paper only not as edible, and beetroot, which had dyed the mashed spud pink, and you had a dish that was well nigh inedible.

I didn't mind pink rice pudding, a blob of jam made all the difference. As for sago pud, I'd eat everyone elses. We weren't allowed to leave anything on our plates at the school I went to. I've got a bit adventurous with rice pudding and occasionally make it using coconut milk.

Lolly wrote:Mash with salad!!!!?   I can remember a salad in days gone by,  a lettuce leaf a slice or two of tomato, cucumber and onion and a radish.

Yes, that is what I would call a salad, but this was a Hors d'Oeuvre, or as me mum and me aunty called it AWWWW, Derrrve

Imagine Dora Bryan, in 'A Taste of Honey' trying to talk posh, that was those two, or should I say 'them two'

Like Hyacinth Bucket?

Lolly wrote:Like Hyacinth  Bucket?

No, No, like Dora Bryan, especially my aunty

I didn't think horses hooves was a starter

Naughty Mitten wrote:I didn't think horses hooves was a starter