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I have just been tagged to join in this long running meme thingy on childhood food memories. I have been mulling this over all day because I cant think of much...

1) I remember at primary school sitting at hexagonal yellow tables for lunch. There were three things I didn't like and one I did. But I cant recall if the cheese pie was the one I liked or not. I do remember the purple blancmange and tapioca. Awful. Oh and those were the days when we were given milk at school. I remember the very first day being given warm milk, I am sure it was off, I have never been able to drink milk since.

2) This is only slightly food related but one of my most earliest memories is going to Switzerland. My parents were gallivanting around even then (although they have gravitated to hunting orchids in the Andes now). I remember feeling very naughty slipping upstairs to another apartment, above the one we were renting, with my mother hunting through the kitchen draws looking for a knife we had left the previous year. Seems very odd now, hunting for a single lost knife. Perhaps we suffered badly in the great knife-shortage of 1967.

3) Moving on to sometime in the garish 70's I remember my mother hosting a dinner party. The pudding was a huge pineapple, stuffed with cream or something, and decorated with cherries on sticks. Classy for the time I guess. I also recall being incredibly upset as it had all gone by the time I got round to being served. Sulk? moi?

4) I mentioned the superb cook book sometime ago in a cook-book meme. But it is so good I had to include it here. This book was given to my mum as a wedding present - not hugely generous I admit for a wedding gift; perhaps I came from poor stock - but this book has the most incredible cakes. All garishly photographed in the shape of trains and houses and shit. It was great and still is as I have it in my collection. Some of the pictures are real Fanny Craddock stylie.

5) I have an Aunt who is just six months older than me. We grew up together I guess but she was the bossy, dominating, getting everything she wanted one. I was just the podgy, grumpy, moody one. Things have really changed ;-) I do remember my Aunt getting a kids 'how to cook book' and sneaking into my mums kitchen and making fairy cakes. I also remember us getting told off for doing so and, to make it worse, putting the icing on the cakes before they had cooled so it melted and ran everywhere. I don't recall my Aunt ever making anything at my house again. Funny that. I would just like to mention that my Aunt has two delightful young boys of her own now and makes a mean and massive pavlova - as long as her husband doesn't trip over and drop it...

Below is the meme tree. When it’s your turn, move down the list, drop number one from the top spot, move the numbers down, and place yourself in the number five spot. Don’t forget to link the blogs (except yours). 1. The Cooking Adventures of Chef Paz 2. 80 Breakfasts 3. Bucaio 4. A Lot On My Plate 5. SpittoonExtra

I am tagging Celia of English Patis.