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Make it a mustard sandwich for mine. A generous layering of Gulden's between three slices of white bread is a favorite bedtime snack.
Oh, the sugar on bread wasn't a sandwich, just a topping, same as bread and butter. A certain German restaurant that we sometimes patronize (Old Europe in Washington, D.C., next to Pearson's Liquor Store) will put Schmalz (schmaltz) on the table as a spread. It's sort of an acquired taste but real German bread, some of them, also has a rather strong taste. Schmalz is basically fat but I guess that's all butter is, too. I have no idea what margarine is. And judging from what I read on packaging, some spreads that you buy in the grocery store are margarine substitutes, which is ironic. Pretty much all tastes the same.
Oh yes, the one time I went to the House of Prime Rib, I neglected to get a reservation ahead of time, so there would have been about a two-hour wait for a party of one. So I just had a drink in the waiting area, took in the atmosphere, paid my tab and left.PeterGunnLives wrote: "table-side Caesar salad, prime rib roast carved and served from an art deco style chrome cart"
You are familiar with The House of Prime Rib on Van Ness in San Francisco? You described it to a tee. Also, Bix on Gold off of Jackson Square does a good table side Bananas Foster. And the Iron Gate on El Camino Real in Belmont specializes in all sorts of flambeed dishes.
I like the fine dining of past decades... i.e. Steak Diane flambeed table-side, Lobster Thermidor, table-side Caesar salad, prime rib roast carved and served from an art deco style chrome cart, flaming meat on skewers that look like swords, bananas foster flambeed table-side, flaming Spanish Coffee cocktails, and the like. And the waiters have to be wearing bow ties.
One of my hobbies is seeking out decades-old places that still serve things like these when I'm traveling here and there.
Some people put ketchup on everything and, sometimes, even catsup.
And by the way, my wife says "to-mah-to" instead of "to-may-to." Old Virginia accent.
Growing up in Newark NJ in the 50's we were served quite a lot of similar fare to you all.
My Dad always talked about his favorite breakfast: either lots of Graham Crackers or Uneeda Biscuits crushed up with coffee poured over.... also Depression-ish.
And it was a tomato pie night in the summer when Mom would make the dough and for odd-shaped thin crusted delights garnished with fresh basil from the yard.
And then there is "chittlins."