It's a funny thing, how food can bring back memories.
I rarely have tea for lunch, but when I do
and when I have it with a ham, lettuce and mayo sandwich on a bun,
I am back in my classroom opening my lunchbox, so lovingly packed.
Our first year in Canada we were very aware of the cold;
that is the only reason I can think of now
why my sandwich came accompanied with a thermos of hot tea.
We sat at our school desk to eat and then went out to walk around.
I remember the lunchtable in my high school cafeteria.
The one around the corner by the door - a daily meeting place.
And Fridays were my favorite, when mom gave me a dollar
for the thrill of getting a tray and buying a hotdog, a long john and a drink.
I baked chocolate cupcakes with sprinkles for the grands today
To be enjoyed after school . . . I ate one too
and realized it's my very favorite cupcake.
The same that found itself into my lunch year after year.
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It's always fun when you can find similar things about each other.
If I choose to have a sandwich...it's always ham and cheese. I only had peanut butter as a child, but now it's ham and cheese on a bun.I love baking for that after school snack.
Cute post.
I can remember always waiting for lunch time at school to see what Mom would have packed. I can't remember many disappointments.
Coming home to a snack was a highlight. Good memories.
Ham and cheese on a bun sounds good..might just be my lunch today:)I'll even brew tea to go with that!
When we moved back to Canada we were so cold for a long time. Funny how our bodies react.
Your lunch looks great - ham and cheese on a good homemade bun!
such a pleasure to read your recollections of lunches. It is fun to have good memories triggered. My mom packed me a lunch everyday. In 6th grade I was chosen to be cafeteria helper so I got a free lunch from the cafeteria each day...I enjoyed that for a change from the sack lunch...
My mum wasn't very inspired when it came to packing lunches, so I don't have too many outstanding memories. Perhaps her lunches, though, account for my love for peanut butter!
OH those memories are so precious. I don't remember ever getting a dollar to spend but I do remember hot dog days when my mom was busy in the school kitchen wrapping those yummy hot dogs in napkins.
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