Flashback: Family Breakfast in the 1970s

Silly stuff that stands out in our memories

As I was thinking about my childhood years and what stood the test of time in this old flashback maker brain of mine.  I distinctly remember living in South Tampa (close to MacDill Air Force Base) and we had cousins staying with us.  Mom had five kids mouths to feed in addition to three cousins who were staying the summer.

Saturday morning breakfast

One Saturday morning I remember waking up and shuffling into the kitchen.  Mom was there as well as a sibling or two and a cousin thrown in the mix.

1960s kitchen table

Our table was an old 1960s style aluminum with a decorated top.

They were preparing breakfast for the house of ten.  I asked what I could do to help, mom’s reply was to get plates and napkins on the table (we ate buffet style as our table would not accommodate the number of people.)

So as I stood by the table I’m watching my female cousin make and butter toast.  I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing.

burnt toast and butter

The toast was burnt with a huge glop of butter smeared on it (much like this pic.)  I stood there thinking, if I did something like that I would be scolded and told to remake the toast.  I probably would have received some sort of mild punishment as feeding a family of 7 on a limited income was somewhat challenging and wasting food was unacceptable.  But nothing like that took place.  Mom instructed cousin Teresa to scrape off the burnt as best she could and not to use so much butter.

In the end, I don’t really remember what the food tasted like, nor can I recall any snippets of time spent with the cousins that year.  It’s just that dang burnt toast and heaping blob of butter that stands out in one of my memory flashbacks.

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3 Responses to Flashback: Family Breakfast in the 1970s

  1. And so, my question is, what do you do today when you have burnt toast and oh what a metaphor that story can be for life! 😉

    • Mendy Kelley says:

      Hmm…I try not to have burnt toast by making sure the dial selection on the toaster is not set too high. And, it can be a great metaphor for life…how could you apply it to yours?

  2. It’s funny what sticks out in our memories!

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