What do you miss?

A restaurant where you used to live. Food that a relative used to make for family gatherings. Things you can't get anymore. (I must be feeling nostalgic today)

I miss my mom's french fries. She only ever made them when we had steak (which was actually a lot because my dad was a butcher), and she fried them in Crisco and bacon grease. I have NEVER been able to get my fries to taste like hers.

I miss going to Beth's Cafe in Seattle after the bars closed. Not that I did it often, but it was sure fun when I did.

My mother's cousin's hot dill pickles.

*sigh*

I miss my grandmother's pot roast and her lentil soup. I also miss a dish she used to make called potato and carrot puff.
Unfortunately only my sister and mom knew how to make it and they are gone too.

I also miss my mom's ziti, stuffed peppers and mac and cheese. While these things I have been able to pretty much duplicate- they still do not taste how I want them to-only my mom could do that. She did not make gourmet meals, just good hearty food and I miss her cooking it for me.
I never payed attention to these things in my youth-just ate and enjoyed. In a manner of the past few years they are all gone and I don't have the recipies and never learned from them exactly what they did to make these otherwise average foods absolutely delicious.

Nicolem

Philadelphia soft pretzels...can't get them anywhere else.

I miss New Orleans and all it has to offer.
I've been stuck back in Milwaukee since Katrina, with only a few short trips back, and that's not nearly enough.
I miss Red Beans and Rice on Mondays.
I miss New Orleans style BBQ Shrimp from Pascal's Manale
I miss Charbroiled Oysters
I miss crawfish boils
I miss fresh oysters on the half
I miss decent Jambalaya
I miss Muffulettas
I miss Slice Pizzeria
I miss proper Andouille, Tasso and Boudin
I miss Po'boys
I miss stuffed Sno-Balls


I miss being surrounded by music and heat and laughter when dining.
I miss 24/7/365 taverns
I miss Lucky's and Buffa's and Checkpoint Charlie and being able to take a United or a streetcar anywhere I wanted to go.
I miss Creole Tomatoes and Creole Cream Cheese and Strawberries from Hammond and the French Market and Beignets from the Cafe du Monde and Chicory Coffee and Cafe au lait.
I miss grits.
I miss pecan-praline syrup.
I miss pralines.

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Originally posted by fabulousoyster

"I miss my mom's french fries and my cousin's hot dill pickles".
I think you are spending too much time on the board. Time to get another hobby.

I think that was quite rude.

I miss my Grandma's apple butter and my Aunt's chicken and dumplin's, my Great Aunt's fried chicken. Although I can cook pretty much any thing I'd like, there are some items that can't be duplicated.

I miss my Moms cornflake coated pork chops(cooked with milk or cream)Just cant duplicate them.She also made great chili in her pressure cooker, and the best scalloped potatoes.While others like my cooking, its not the same to me.And well said, Rusty246-I thought that comment was uncalled for.

Good thread. I miss seeing my Mom slicing garlic into hot olive oil as she made her wonderful "old school" Neapolitan "gravy" and meatballs. Nobody made meatballs like hers.

I miss my Dad's pancakes on Sunday mornings before he discovered golf and Sunday morning breakfasts were never the same.

Ditto from me too- uncalled for remarks "fabulousoyster".

I miss my aunt's tomato aspic, and her green beans- both were spicy and peppery and delicious and for special occassions only. The aspic I have never been able to even discover a recipe for, but the green beans were done in her pressure cooker, and then butter and pepper and seasoned just right. I think there was magic in the pressure cooker- cause I've never even come close to these either, and I have tried!

And back home, there was a small, hole in the wall, hamburger joint, called Uncle Chic's- with the best burger and cole slaw ! You called in your order, picked it up and brought it home to eat! To die for! Gone the way of all good things- only a memory now!

Great grandmother made hot cake donuts with cinnamon sugar topping. She's passed.

My mother made great fried chicken. She's well, TG, but just doesn't cook it. Or, doesn't do it when I visit.

My Aunt canned EVERYTHING, stored it on shelves in the basement. Would sneek down there with a spoon and then hide the empty Mason Jars behind everything on the shelves.

"And back home, there was a small, hole in the wall, hamburger joint..."

Mland520, I also remember a small, hole in the wall place that's gone now. In Manchester, CT where I grew up, there was such a place--a little lunch counter place--locally known for its great hot dogs with chili and onions. I can still smell the place when I walked in...hot dogs on the griddle (split, flat side down), toasted rolls, and big bowls of chili and chopped onions. Ohhhh! I can't even recall the name of the place.

My mothers cooking.(Too many dishes to name here) even the ones I know how to make just aren`t the same and there are some that are lost forever, sigh. Just one more Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner would be a dream come true.

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Originally posted by fabulousoyster

"I miss my mom's french fries and my cousin's hot dill pickles".
I think you are spending too much time on the board. Time to get another hobby.

Nothing fabulous about your outlook!!!

As far as what I miss. I miss BOTH my Mom AND her cooking...

Stan...

I miss the original hair color God gave me!

chewingthefat-I agree!!!!!!!!!!!

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Originally posted by Rusty246

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Originally posted by fabulousoyster

"I miss my mom's french fries and my cousin's hot dill pickles".
I think you are spending too much time on the board. Time to get another hobby.

I think that was quite rude.

Yeah, it was.
Too much time on the board? With 47 posts to my name? lol

I miss Eichardts pub in Sandpoint, ID too.

The Corbin Burger House in Corbin, KY.

Pizza from Napoli or Mineo's Pizza in Sq. Hill on Murray Ave. There is none better. Who's been there?

The now departed Jerry's Diner in Kent, OH. About 12 stools, no tables. A great place for breakfast & coffee after the bars closed;

Friday night appetizer feasts with friends ... before we all drifted apart;

Broiled Lawson's chip-chop ham sandwiches that may grandma "made";

The quirky birthday cakes my mom used to make me that were straight out of the Angel Flake coconut book.

Most of all, I miss my Mom.

She could make a meal for Royalty out of left overs.

Most of all I miss my Parents and GrandParents.
My Mother could make a cherry cobbler that she never measure the ingredients and turned out sooooo yummy.
My Father was the candy maker and I missed the silky fudge he used to make.
Pamela

I miss my mom and dad and sister's sitting around the table every night,eating and talking as we always did,eating a fresh made meal. Mom never made the same meal twice in a month.A great chef,she thought it a sin to make the same thing often....except evry sunday,the house was full of the aroma of our Italian "gravy" being made for sunday pasta!

Mom and dad are still here, thankfully, but I have been out of the nest for quite awhile and I miss mom's and dad's:

Spaetzle with brown gravy
Atlanta pork chops
City chicken
Cucumber salad
The baked potato with shrimp and fish mixed in
Dad's hamburgers from the grill
Spaghetti

I have their recipes for all these things but you know they never taste as good and are not quite as right as when mom or dad made them.

I also miss an Italian restaurant called Lexitalia that we went to when I was a child.

Andrea

I miss cranking the old fashioned meat grinder
while making stuffing on Thanksgiving morning
with my Meme'.
I miss a Maygold burger with my best friend Mike, after a long night of
debauchery.

My grandmother's chili
My mamaw's Parkerhouse rolls at Thanksgiving
My mom's tuna casserole, chipped beef on toast, spaghetti and meatballs, grilled cheese sandwiches, honey-wheat bear bread, cowboy cookies, etc, etc... of course, all tempered by memory and time.

Grandma is in a nursing home with severe Alzheimer's, and Mamaw passed on when I was still young. My mother is still very much alive and well, but I moved out 7 years ago and rarely eat a home-cooked meal with her anymore. I need to get some of her recipes...

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Originally posted by AndreaB



I also miss an Italian restaurant called Lexitalia that we went to when I was a child.

Andrea

You're so right about Lexitalia. Great food! Didn't the owner get caught up in a major drug bust of some sort?

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Originally posted by jman

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Originally posted by AndreaB



I also miss an Italian restaurant called Lexitalia that we went to when I was a child.

Andrea

You're so right about Lexitalia. Great food! Didn't the owner get caught up in a major drug bust of some sort?

I think that's what it was --- maybe drugs and money laundering. I tell you though, that was the departure of great Italian food from Lexington --- and there are many of us who miss it. I think the owner took the fall for others and nobody has anything but fond memories of the restaurant and him as a gentleman.

Andrea

I miss my dad's wonderful, gloppy, spicy spaghetti sauce. He usually makes it with sausage, and it's served on spaghetti with lots of shredded cheddar on top--sort of an Italian gravy/chili hybrid, I guess, and his own creation. We'd eat platefuls of it while watching the Muppet Show. Now we have the Muppet Show on DVD, and I could go to my parents' house and request a plateful of the sauce, but it wouldn't be quite the same.

I guess mostly I miss being a kid.

I miss the America we had when Howdy Doody was on TV.

I do not miss Howdy Doody.

Creepy little wooden &^#&$#

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Originally posted by chewingthefat

I miss the America we had when Howdy Doody was on TV.

It went off the air when I was six, but I remember it!

It's Howdy Doody Time...

http://www.doodyville.com/

I miss my grandparents. One great-grandmother grew up on a hog farm in Indiana. She cooked me pork chops and french fried fried in lard. She also fried her chicken in lard and made the flakest pie crust with it. Another great-grandmother from Southern Indiana made the best fried chicken, mashed potaoes, gravy, green beans and fried biscuits ever. Her pies, cakes and candies we unmatched.

One grandmother cooked all kinds of Sicilian dishes and a chili pork dish that would knock your socks off. She used to make me breakfast every Sunday.

My gradfather introduced me to all kinds of food before it was fashionable. He took me for Dim Sum and Sushi in the 70s. He loved Chinese banquets and Greek food, Middle Eastern food and just about eveything else. He taught me how to perfectly fry a sand dab and make a grasshopper.

I really miss all my grandparents.

I miss the early days when my wife and were newly married and broke, living on the economy in a little German village outside of Bitburg. Our entertainment was each other and every meal or occasion was special. We had a few meals that we fixed then that we still fix today; but, somehow they just aren't the same. How I miss those times.

What I hear in these answers mostly is people missing being surrounded by love and caring and feeling completely secure.
If you have children, I urge you to be sure they will have the same kinds of memories.

This is going to sound crazy.. but I miss Roy Rogers Chicken. It put KFC to shame and you could get chicken, burgers, fries and other stuff. It's a damn shame they all went the way of the dinosaur.

They all didn't. There are still some roy rogers left...one not far from here in on rt9 in Southy Jersey.

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Originally posted by mbrookes

What I hear in these answers mostly is people missing being surrounded by love and caring and feeling completely secure.
If you have children, I urge you to be sure they will have the same kinds of memories.

Nah, I miss youth and someone cooking for me as a general rule. I still feel loved.

I miss Pepperidge Farm's Croissant Pizza and Planters' Cheese Balls and Cheese Curls.

Wonder Bread used to make a premium bread(much like Arnold bread) called Daffodil Farms Bread. It toasted up great. I miss that toast for breakfast!!!

When I was a kid, we lived in a small town for a few years. There was a local grocery store and it had a lunch counter. My mom would take my sister and I when she went grocery shopping and let us sit at the counter while she shopped. They made the best cheeseburgers and fries. We also got to have a soda, which was a real treat because we weren't allowed at home to often.

My grandmother's fried chicken. Flour, salt, pepper, dip chicken, fry slowly in ancient skillet in bacon fat on a 1950s Magic Chef range (this was in the 1990s!).

Fried chicken is an art, and she was Monet.

I miss the pizza with only grated cheese and tomato at Verdolini's in Meridan, CT.
An untimely March flood and an airplane crash ended the third generation and the restaurant was lost.....My dad knew the family when they had a bakery in Kensington opened in 1930...Brought the fire bricks and doors from their coal-fired bake oven from Napoli, Built a room-sized oven with 12 foot long spatulas.....Dad took my mom there for their first date...first restaurant i ever went to....went every Friday night my entire childhood....asked my wife to marry me there...had also taken her there on our first date....it was gone before my daughter was born but she still knows a lot about it from my stories. I miss the wait staff, Bob, Rosa who were there for as long as 42 years,who told me the spatulas were to paddle the bad boys...
Pepe's has the name...but Verdolini's had the Pie.

WingmanBBF

I thought I missed my hair, however I have been going bald since I was 17 years old, now 40 plus years later, I am still not completely bald.

What I miss, is my mothers' tuna casserole. I also miss her really lumpy mashed potatoes, and the lumpy gravy that went with it. My mother, who passed when I was 12 years old, was w/o a doubt the world's lousiest cook. My mom could burn water. But her tuna casserole, and her lumpy mashed potatoes and lumpy gravy were gastronomical and gustatorial delights. And you have to realize that this was a woman who thought nothing of fixing her brood, Wheaties w/ hot chocalate milk. Pretty nasty stuff.

I miss the corner grocer where they knew everyones name, extended credit when needed,and totaled your goods with pencil on the grocery sack.
The corner butcher with sawdust on the floor and fresh chickens hanging with the heads and feet intact.
The local bakery, wonderfull aromas filling the air and great bread that would go stale within a day or two.
Kennedy's Butter egg and cheese store. The very best fresh peanut butter could be found there.
The local fish monger, where you could buy trimmings for chowda for pennys on the dollar. He knew if things were tight in your household and would throw in larger pieces for a meal and pass it off as scraps.
Most of all, you had to do your shopping every other day or so, this gave you the added benift of seeing your neighbors and socialize. Not to mention the exercise you got for free.
Thank goodness thats all behind us now. Were a lot better off, aren't we?
Chow Jim

Like many of you I miss my grandparents kitchens and the love that went with their food: my grandmother making homemade biscuits by sight and touch - no measuring and she mixed with her hands; my grandfather frying sausage for the gravy that would be put on top of those biscuits; my Kentucky grandmother making fried chicken for breakfast when one of my uncles requested it - she said he would have to go the store and get the chicken, he took me with him and let me "drive" the car on the way home! My NC grandmother had a large pantry for her home canned foods down in the basement - it was cool and dark and a little spooky down there but the canned tomatoes, beans, and jams glowed like jewels. She would bring me my own jar of tomatoes when she visited me at college. She also had green beans strung on thread and drying in the attic - "leather britches" is what they were called.

The hot dogs at the Champion Paper company store soda fountain were always a treat when we went shopping with my grandparents. Choosing your own meal at the K&W cafeteria in downtown Greensboro was always a treat when I was a little girl. And the nice wait staff would carry your tray and call you "young lady." Yes....a wonderful childhood and much more innocent time.

Another thing I miss and you're gonna find this weird as well.. Benihana made frozen dinners or entree's and they had a lo-mein entree and you know what? it wasn't half bad! They don't make 'em no more unfortunately.

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Originally posted by leethebard

They all didn't. There are still some roy rogers left...one not far from here in on rt9 in Southy Jersey.

Really!? I would kill for some of their horseradish sauce! That stuff goes good on EVERYTHING especially french fries!

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Originally posted by divefl

I do not miss Howdy Doody.

Creepy little wooden &^#&$#

What's was the matter, wouldn't he give you an autograph??

MBrookes say's

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What I hear in these answers mostly is people missing being surrounded by love and caring and feeling completely secure.
If you have children, I urge you to be sure they will have the same kinds of memories.

I agree, but not sure there is the same kind of love in a household today, and the kids want to eat in their rooms, while they play video games.

I miss going to a Saturday Matinee and stopping for a box of day olds at a local bakery. Jonny Mack Brown ruled.

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Originally posted by DougS

MBrookes say's]

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What I hear in these answers mostly is people missing being surrounded by love and caring and feeling completely secure.
If you have children, I urge you to be sure they will have the same kinds of memories.

I agree, but not sure there is the same kind of love in a household today, and the kids want to eat in their rooms, while they play video games.

I miss going to a Saturday Matinee and stopping for a box of day olds at a local bakery. Jonny Mack Brown ruled.

If the PARENTS let kids eat in their rooms and play video games, SHAME ON THE PARENTS!

Oh yes, you got me to remembering...In the 50's,the saturday matinee... $.35 got you a whole day at the saturday matinee...2 movies...about 15-20 cartoons,and serials..sometimes even news...Add ten cents more and you got two boxes of candy!!!! Boy do I miss those days with friends and family!!!

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Originally posted by leethebard

Oh yes, you got me to remembering...In the 50's,the saturday matinee... $.35 got you a whole day at the saturday matinee...2 movies...about 15-20 cartoons,and serials..sometimes even news...Add ten cents more and you got two boxes of candy!!!! Boy do I miss those days with friends and family!!!

Yep---The Saturday Matinees. They would run Serials like Superman, RocketMan,etc and you would get a punch ticket. The serials usually ran for 10 weeks. Each week you would get your ticket punched. If you went every week, you would get in free for the tenth episode grand finale! Right next door to the theatre, there was a candy shop with a pinball machine. Some weeks we'd blow our movie money on the pinball machine.

When growing up we were fortunate enough to have a black woman from South Carolina, cook for us, I miss Alberta!

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Originally posted by chewingthefat
I miss the original hair color God gave me!

Chewing,
At least you still have some of the original left (as do I). But the recession has attacked my temples with a vengeance, even if I didn't inherit male pattern baldness.
Follicly Unimpaired, Ort. Carlton in Furry Athens, Georgia.

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Originally posted by fabulousoyster
I think you are spending too much time on the board. Time to get another hobby.

Fabulous,
Good thought! In fact, I couldn't agree more!! Hey, let's ALL of us get another hobby... leave wherever you are and join me for a beer! I'm heading out at 9:00; whoever shows up at Trappeze, I'll buy the first round... unless 2,804 of you show up. (Gad, what would the Trappezists think with a rush like that?!?!?)
Hopping Right Out The Door, Ort. Carlton in Brewful Athens, Georgia.

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Originally posted by angeltearsmc
My mother is still very much alive and well, but I moved out 7 years ago and rarely eat a home-cooked meal with her anymore. I need to get some of her recipes....

Angeltears,
Don't have her mail them... you GO OVER THERE (I don't care if it's an 1,100-mile trip) and have her copy them out for you longhand! While you're there, stay as long as your time and both of y'all's nerves will allow. Get her to cook for you. You'll thank me; so will your mom. My mother made it to 88; she died on September 25, 2001; what I'd give for one of her homecooked anythings again.
Fighting Back Nostalgic Tears, Ort. Carlton in Sentimental Athens, Georgia.

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Originally posted by jettababs
I guess mostly I miss being a kid.

Jettababs,
You still are one.
Go out and blow the next dandelion you find. I would take my own advice, but thusfar this year, all I've found have been the yellow flowers.
Keeping My Child Within (Tee Hee), Ort. Carlton in Superb Athens, Georgia.

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Originally posted by divefl
I do not miss Howdy Doody.

Divefl,
I don't either, particularly, but I DO miss The Flub-a-Dub. (My next-door neighbor's dog resembles that character to the max.)
Blusteringly Kowabongacally, Ort. Carlton in The Modern Doodyville That Is Athens, Georgia.
P. S. Does anyone remember Princess Summerfall Winterspring (sigh)? She was played by Judy Tyler, who was killed in an automobile accident in Wyoming on July 4, 1957.
P. P. S. Okay... without looking... of what fictional Indian tribe was Chief Thunderthud?????

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Originally posted by SublimeTwilight
I miss Pepperidge Farm's Croissant Pizza and Planters' Cheese Balls and Cheese Curls.

Sublime,
The Planters' products should still be available... I swear I saw them in my local Kroger a couple of weeks ago, on sale.
The croissant pizza I'm not familiar with.
Unsnackingly, Ort. Carlton in Lovely Athens, Georgia.

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Originally posted by Duesy
Fried chicken is an art, and she was Monet.

Duesy,
That's flat BEAUTIFUL!
Hyperpointalistically Shimmering In The Distance, Ort. Carlton in Occasionally-Impressionistic (just listen to the chorus of "Harbourcoat" by R. E. M.!) Athens, Georgia.