Auntie Dulcie's for lunch ...

The only time I ever ate 'brown' bread was at Auntie Dulcie's home. She was just down the street from my Primary School.
I would go there for lunch many days. She was an extremely interesting and fun person. No 'healthy' lunch from her. Her hair would be tucked up in a kerchief, knotted at the front in 50s style, the radio would be on, and we would have fresh bread with candied honey (spun honey) and fresh cream.
Ahhhhh... heaven!
Still a favourite today.
Thank you Auntie Dulcie!

13th April 2012: PS: I found a photo of Auntie Dulcie on Grange Beach - with her scarf. I NEVER thought I'd find a picture to show this, let alone an actual photo. She did all housework in this, it was kind of a common housewife 'thing'. I think this photo is from the 1940s?

Nan ate bread with dripping ...

My grandmother (Nanny/Nan) sometimes would get a slice of fresh bread (always delivered daily, except weekends, by the baker in his horse-drawn van), and then dip her knife into the crock pot full of dripping (lard), which was saved every time we fried some meat, and spread it thickly on the bread. She'd top it off with pepper and salt.

I never tried it. It just didn't appeal to me. I asked her why she ate, it and it seems that it's what she ate as a child. I think her childhood was in Mount Gambier or Murray Bridge. I can hardly remember her stories now. She died in 1973 I believe. She had been born in the late 1800s. I'll look up her birthdate so I can include it here. I think it was the 1870s - I remember so much from the Victorian era in my home, as I lived with Nan and Grandpa, Mum and Dad. 4 adults. No children.

I had bread and milk this morning...

This used to be a favourite when I was a kid. Particularly because my Dad would make it for me. It comprised of cutting bread into chunks, then putting in a saucepan, and covering with milk, then boiling it. Putting it into a bowl, with a layer of sugar on top.
An alternative to cereal.
At the time cereal was Kellogg's Corn Flakes (still a favorite) with fruit cut up (bananas, strawberries, but mainly just with sugar), a sprinkle of wheat germ or All-Bran. Quick Oats (porridge) was another favorite - with a tiny bit of milk, butter, and sugar on top.
I remember my father so dearly, and bread an milk brings him back to me, even if just briefly.