Our thinking was when the game was over, the syrup would be ready to pour. We complained so much, daddy started buying the syrup in the can. We could dip a spoon into the can and retrieve our goods quicker. We loved it and we loved daddy for the new purchase. We sang Long live the King to him! I think we could have gotten King Syrup out of him for the rest of our lives after that. I miss you daddy!
Another favorite of ours was fried bologna sandwiches, known as the poor man's meat. Daddy would go to the deli and have Johnny, the butcher, slice it thin for us. It had this string around it that had to be removed before eating. For those who didn't indulge in fried bologna sandwiches, you don't know what you missed. Half the fun was in eating it and the other half was frying it. If you didn't put a slit around the edges of the bologna, it would curl up.
I loved my childhood for the most part. It was carefree and the memories are great. What are some of your favorite childhood foods?