Category: nostalgia
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Pan Fried
My parents had a cast iron skillet. It wasn’t very big, but many of the meals we had came out of it—eggs, burgers, chicken, steaks, fish, and grilled cheese sandwiches. The color of pitch, every surface of that pan was so slickly well-seasoned that nothing stuck to it. I have…
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Chock Full of Nuts
A recent viewing of the documentary, The Automat, launched me on a nostalgia tour through the New York City of my youth. I have ample memories of Horn and Hardart’s Automats in Manhattan, the excitement and pleasures of eating there, which I’ll talk about in a future post, but for…
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Sweet Nostalgia
I’ve been thinking about ice cream bonbons. We never had them at home when I was growing up. But when my parents took us to the movies, there was always a box to be shared in the dark, before the feature even started. Those chocolate covered frozen treats were enticing…
