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Originally Posted by Vicky.
Ice-cream from ice cream van
Always had 'choc ices in the freezer '  |
I remember choc.-ices. My mum used to love them. I … didn’t mind them but I wouldn’t buy them for myself.
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Originally Posted by Strictly Jake
We were only allowed McDonald's or the like once a month. Sometimes not even that. My mum and dad are also very anti microwaves. I think we had one for a bit at home but it was way later then everyone else then it broke and they never got a new one and still dont. Don't know why they were so set against them. Also there was a massive rule of never reheat rice. Since ive moved out I regularly reheat rice the day after I have a takeaway(in my microwave) and haven't died or been ill from it yet. Also I have at least two takeaways every week now haha
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We have some family friends who promote(d) (I don’t know about now, to be fair) Saladmaster (a stainless-steel-pots company) and, actually, that’s all well-and-good. Stainless-steel pots are among the best for cooking but with that promotion from them came a personal narrative that microwaves are the devil’s handiwork (probably due to the rays of heat transmitting dodgy messages, in some peculiar schizotypal-parallel kind of culinary pharisaical line of reasoning; no-shade-no-titty but come on). They don’t have a microwave in the house but we never went that far. At my family-house there’s just a microwave-cover and that’s about as much as anyone could ever be bothered with, tbh. Pots? Fine. Saladmaster-kettle, even. Fine. My mum got kitted up with that, too. But removing a whole microwave just isn’t practical. Most people can’t live like that.