XP: Slow Food???

originally posted by MLipton:
On a serious note, even people my own age goggle when I tell them that I've never eaten at a McDonald's or Burger King and that I've never drunk Coke, Pepsi or 7-Up. Part of that is due to growing up in proximity to Berkeley, where the first Mickey D's wasn't built until the mid-'70s, but the rest of it is due to growing up with parents who were Depression children, one of whom had grown up in Europe and the other of whom had lived in East Asia for two years. The closest we ever got to fast food was going out for Chinese food in SF.

Mark Lipton
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You are such an elitist. No Coca Cola? Simply Un-American. You don't openly speak this in public, do you? And in apple pie flyover country no less!

Chinese for fast food sounds like a great option, one I never had growing up within the reaches of Appalachia, when any kind of restaurant - fast food or otherwise - was a treat. And pizza were called "hot pies."
 
originally posted by MarkS:
originally posted by Jeff Grossman:
originally posted by Jonathan Loesberg:
And although I didn't eat at them, there were White Castle hamburger joints and Howard Johnsons in the world. And my parents were nostalgic about the good old days.
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HoJo! Yes, they existed. I think we went there, as a family, once in a while. Clam strips!

My parents were not nostalgic for the good old days. We visited their parents every weekend so we got to see them.
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Ah, good ole' clam strips. The taste of New England under the orange tile roofs!
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Don't forget the HoJo baked beans!
 
originally posted by Sharon Bowman:
That is very cool. Today is my Grandma Joyce's 95th birthday. She's my Aunt Marilyn's mom and grew up in the wilds of eastern Washington State (rattlesnake country, not the PNW). She's a total treasure; I got to wish her happy birthday on Facebook, with which she keeps up to date.
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I have to ask where in Eastern WA.
My wife's family are all from the Palouse, some still farm wheat in that beautiful part of the world.

My family are all from the wilds of suburban Philadelphia. Emigrated in the 1890s from the shtetls of Ukraine, chased out by the Cossacks. My grandpa opened a delicatessen and worked 7 days a week, 5am until 9am running that place. We ate our family meal there nearly every Sunday when I was growing up.

I did go to Wendys and McDonalds when we were in high school, it was just the thing to do in those days.
 
originally posted by Marc D:
originally posted by Sharon Bowman:
That is very cool. Today is my Grandma Joyce's 95th birthday. She's my Aunt Marilyn's mom and grew up in the wilds of eastern Washington State (rattlesnake country, not the PNW). She's a total treasure; I got to wish her happy birthday on Facebook, with which she keeps up to date.
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I have to ask where in Eastern WA.
My wife's family are all from the Palouse, some still farm wheat in that beautiful part of the world.
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So, I finally got the scoop. It turns out she was actually born in Port Orchard! A different grandmother of mine was from Colville.

Though when Grandma Joyce married and had kids, they lived in Tonasket.
 
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