wow, what a fun thread. Brings back lots of memories.
I grew up in Oregon in the '60s. My mom stayed home with us when we were little, and both sets of grandparents had farms, so had home-cooked meals almost all the time. It was a big splurge to go out to eat. And, we didn't have any fast food chains in my hometown until I was about 6 or 7, and even afterward if we went for "fast food" it would be the local chain places: Arctic Circle, Flying Scott, Pietro's Pizza (which had an honest to goodness merry-go-round) and my personal favorite, Deb's (
Mallory, does any of that ring a bell with you?)

Deb's was a real old fashioned drive in where you pulled up in your car, parked under an awning, used a phone to dial in your order off a lighted menu that was at each parking space, and the waitresses would bring the food out to you on rollerskates and it would hang on a tray from your rolled-down car window. Ahhh, those were the days.
And, yeah, mom made us a hot breakfast every morning, either pancakes, waffles, eggs or french toast (there was a "rotation", though I don't recall if it was "set in stone"). And on Sundays we'd have this huge breakfast of fried eggs, bacon or sausage, and hash browns or fried potatoes. God, I can feel my arteries closing up now just thinking about it, but damn was that good!
As someone mentioned above, mom's tuna casserole was to die for, as was her mac and cheese (from scratch, not out of a box.) Unfortunately, meat was usually fried gravy made from the drippings of the meat, and always potatoes. So bad for us, but to this day I still sometimes crave that tough as shoe leather fried venison mom would make, with gravy over fried taters.
Unfortunately, I don't remember school lunches being all that great. In fact, for years I wouldn't eat broccoli, asparagus, brussels sprouts or pretty much anything they served at school because it was always cooked til it was smelly mush. It wasn't until I was probably in high school that I found out those things could be good when cooked properly. LOL! Oh my God, I do remember one school lunch that -- for what reason I don't know -- I always liked: they were called "wiener boats". It was a hotdog, split down the middle and opened up with 2 small scoops of mashed potato on top, covered with shredded cheese ... and those little 5 cent cartons of milk, of course (or a 10 cent carton of chocolate milk if I was splurging.)
Ah, what memories ....
And now I think I'll prepare myself some bran cereal with bran toast (without butter) and skim milk for breakfast. It's hell to get old.
