If you grew up in the 1950’s or 60’s, there’s a good chance you had one of these plaid Aladdin Brand lunch boxes, complete with ‘Safety First’ instructions on the inside of the cover.
Also on that cover was an illustration of two happy children on either side of a wooden plank seesaw, a type of seesaw that has mostly gone the way of the dinosaur because of, well, safety.
My sandwiches were always wrapped in waxed paper. Chocolate milk was in my thermos, but often I requested cold tea (I drank tea as a kid) and maybe a Twinkie or a Ring Ding as a treat was in there, all of it neatly packed in this compact metal box.
There was one sandwich, however, that never appeared in my lunch box. I didn’t like peanut butter. I wasn’t allergic, there was just something about it that left me cold. No peanut butter and jelly for me.
Now this was unfortunate news for my mother who was also tending to the needs of (at the time) my three younger brothers— my youngest brother would arrive three years later.
My mom had to come up with something for my lunch on Fridays that didn’t include meat.
The reason for this Friday abstinence was that Catholics weren’t supposed to eat meat on Friday. I attended a strict, all-girls Catholic school that was not just a school, but a century-old convent.
The convent was like something right out of “The Sound of Music” complete with giant clanging metal gates and a chapel full of postulants singing Gregorian Chant in Latin, the sound of their voices gorgeous and otherworldly.
There would be no getting a bologna sandwich past this fleet of nuns on a Friday.
So my mom got out the Ritz crackers, cream cheese and grape jelly and made six little ‘kid canapés’, and filled my thermos with cold tea. I loved this. While my classmates ate their pedestrian PB&J sandwiches, I smugly enjoyed my own little Friday lunch party with these dainty, delicious treats.
All Grown-Up
I’d been thinking about this childhood lunch last week when, Voila! I stumbled upon a recipe for beautiful crackers from King Arthur Baking Company and I thought I’d make them and put together some grown-up canapés.
At this point you may be thinking: Do I really need to make my own crackers? Of course not. But there is one very good reason to make them: they are extra delicious. I asked my brother Bill (who owns a restaurant and is one of my go-to taste-testers) to try them and he thought they were great. Crisp and buttery and just the right amount of sweet and salty. In fact, he took some home with him.
They were a breeze to make, no special equipment needed, one bowl, a whisk, a biscuit cutter, a rolling pin — I think you’ll love them.
Thank you to King Arthur Baking Company for permission to share this recipe for their Buttery Rich Crackers.
For recipe, Click Here.
Practice party
Since this is the long holiday weekend it’s been fun to make and share some practice canapés, one tasty bite to go with a cocktail, mocktail or wine.
The crackers from the King Arthur recipe really held up to whatever I put on them. They stayed crisp with no sogginess.
I’m putting together a cocktail and mocktail party newsletter for the end of the year, so this weekend was the start of some delicious retro ‘research’. I also love the old-school look of canapés. Nothing too fancy (maybe a little fancy.) Just great with drinks.
Pictured above from left to right, front row are: Olive and artichoke tapenade; feta with pimento. Back row, left to right: Mozzarella, Pesto, chopped plum tomato; Lemon Chive Chicken Salad; Prosciutto with Pineapple.
If you have any favorite hors d’oeuvres I’d be really interested to hear what they are. I would love to include them in the newsletter I’m working on, so leave a comment!
I hope you’re having a great long weekend and I’ll see you again Friday, back to the regular weekly schedule.
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See you Friday with Part Two of Back to School.
Jolene
These are gorgeous, Jolene! I love the whole story and sweet photograph of you and your classmates 💓 A funny recipe came to mind just now - my granny Nancy’s chopped olive and walnut tea sandwiches, which I’d have with a cup of tea after school on Friday’s if I visited her. She had the most wonderful parties, always rolling a Chinese carpet out into the garden under her magnolia tree in Santa Barbara, so her friends’ heels didn’t sink in the grass. For “luncheons” she would blend half iced coffee with half (!) heavy cream and simple syrup. A delicious treat. On Sunday nights she made a “chicken pie” (never using the word pot for some reason), which had a dollop of yogurt and a squeeze of garden lemons in the gravy, and no vegetables. This was baked with only the top layer of pastry - the bottom pasty round was cooked separately on a cookie sheet to create a never-soggy bottom crust. She would then serve this de-constructed pie by placing a crispy triangle of crust on the plate, topping it with the filling and top layer, and separately passing vegetables in silver dishes, swimming in butter. Thank you for your story today which brought back a flood of memories ☺️❤️🙏🏻 X, Daphne
Speaking of crackers do you remember a recipe for saltines that included soaking them in ice water then baking them on a buttered cookie sheet? Thanks