Fellow blogger spencercourt, who became a real-life friend, followed by becoming a Facebook friend, started something this week. spencercourt grew up in Manila, and attended a high school called, at that time, the American School. The name subsequently changed to the International School. He and fellow schoolmates of different graduating classes have a Facebook group called something like the AS/IS Club, and also have their own website.
By a strange coincidence, I have something similar. I grew up in a small town in the mountains of North Carolina. We don’t have a website, but we have two Facebook groups. One is strictly for my graduating class. We were the first graduating class from the new high school built in our town, and we feel pretty special because of it. The other group is called “Remember Waynesville When…”. People of all age groups post photos of Waynesville then and now, interesting bits of history, memories, etc.
So spencercourt asked an innocent question. He asked if any of his AS/IS peeps remembered what they ate for lunch in high school, because he couldn’t remember. He could remember eating lunch almost every day at the Army Navy Club, but not what the food was. He wanted to know what his fellow AS/IS folks remembered.
I suddenly realized that I couldn’t remember what we ate for lunch either, with one exception. The rolls. They were a type of yeast roll called a water roll.
So I asked the same innocent question on our “Remember When” group. Who remembers our school lunches, and specifically, who remembers the rolls? OMG, you would have thought I asked everyone to share their ideas on how to achieve world peace. People were coming out of the woodwork. EVERYBODY remembered the rolls.
One of the things I looked forward to were the replies to spencercourt’s question. It seemed to me that school lunches in the Philippines might be pretty exotic. Then it dawned on me that school lunches in the mountains of North Carolina might seem pretty exotic to people from the Philippines.
Many people remembered days when lunch was pinto beans, turnip greens, and cornbread. I remember having corn quite often as a vegetable, probably because corn was grown locally quite a bit. You think of corn as a crop grown in the endless flat fields of Illinois, Iowa, and Kansas, but if planted correctly, it grows just fine in the mountains too, just not as abundantly.
Besides the rolls, many people also remembered the peanut butter cookies. Apparently the government gave our schools free peanut butter and cheese. So we’ve gone on the hunt for the recipes for the rolls and the cookies from former lunchroom ladies.
One member of the “Remember” group is a former local politico (County Commissioner) turned reporter for the hometown newspaper. The discussion has reached the point where her editor said she should write a story about it for the paper.
She wondered how she could possibly do that, since she doesn’t cook. (She stores cups and saucers in her oven.) I told her she doesn’t play an instrument or sing in a bluegrass band either, but she regularly reports on that anyway. No difference.
Plus, I said she should treat it as history, not as a cooking article. School lunches have changed dramatically over the years since we got “homemade” rolls and peanut butter cookies for lunch in the school cafeteria.
Like I said, spencercourt started something.