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Whenever I eat whole tomatoes I always think of my paternal grandmother, as we only ever had whole tomatoes (they were usually sliced, or in wedges in our house) when we were at my nans house - usually when my uncle and his family were visiting.
This association is so strong that I never fail to think of my nan when eating tomatoes in this way, despite the fact that the ones my nan bourght were usually out of season, not quite ripe, and lacking in taste.
The other food I associate with my nan is mince pies, but this isn't as strong as we ate mince pies at home too (although nothing could and nothing can beat my nan's pastry)

Does anyone else have food that transports them to another time or place??

Whenever I eat faggots I get transported back in time when Mom used to make them. Helping to mince all the ingredients. OMG they tasted sooo good. I'm salivating here thinking of them

Ah, faggots. The thought takes me back to my grandmother's house in the 70s.

Faggots!! Crankhall Lane Friar Park late 50's my Auntie Betty used to make them herself.And she was from Sunderland.
My mouths watering now.Isn't that better than salivating?

Only thing that reminds me of food is making gingerbread men with my Aunty, smells remind me more of people.

Imperial leather my grandad
I think some sort of parafin? My great aunty had in the kitchen either the heater or water heater on the wall? You would be there all day and the food just kept coming! Where she got it all from goodness knows!

Pickle and Cheese sandwiches.....my Dad's staple diet!!!

Pork Pies....Dad once again...

Crab.....my Grandama Dodd who used to make special trips to the Bull Ring and order these huge red crabs which she would take hours to crunch through.

Pork Crackling.....Grandma Ford introduced me to the delights of pure blubber and burnt skin!!!

MarkCDodd wrote:Pickle and Cheese sandwiches.....my Dad's staple diet!!!

Yum, although I've always known them as Cheese and Pickle - has to be branston and a good strong cheddar, preferably with S&V crisps on the side and a good cup of tea!

Cooking kale always reminds me of listening to the PM programme on Radio 4 in the cottage that was my first home after I'd left my parents. Whenever I smell it I can hear the intro music they used to have.

Rob wrote:Faggots!! Crankhall Lane Friar Park late 50's my Auntie Betty used to make them herself.And she was from Sunderland.
My mouths watering now.Isn't that better than salivating?

Noooo - I like the word salivating.

BC Wench wrote:

Rob wrote:Faggots!! Crankhall Lane Friar Park late 50's my Auntie Betty used to make them herself.And she was from Sunderland.
My mouths watering now.Isn't that better than salivating?

Noooo - I like the word salivating.

Isnt that a sausage?

You crease me, you really do.

Me too!!!

Pomegranates remind me of my nan, and whenever I see them in the shops, which is rarely, I remember her. Also, vanilla ice cream in lemonade. It makes me feel a bit ill at the thought of it, but thats what we used to eat.

They have pomegranates in Pittsburgh Gene? Or are you from Tulsa?

GenePitney wrote:Pomegranates remind me of my nan, and whenever I see them in the shops, which is rarely, I remember her. Also, vanilla ice cream in lemonade. It makes me feel a bit ill at the thought of it, but thats what we used to eat.

In lemonade? We used to have it in Cream Soda.