Summer is the time for children's camps. I mean, children's holiday camps - in the forest, or whoever is lucky, at sea. We here, sitting at home for the third month in a two-week quarantine, recently remembered with friends - whoever, wherever in our distant, still Soviet childhood.
The most interesting thing is, as always, when they remember the past era, everyone was divided into two camps - some remembered the camps with warmth, others with horror.
I think this difference is due to the fact that different people worked there, and somewhere everything was real for children, somewhere it was stolen on the sly.
Of course, we also touched on the topic of nutrition - who loved what during such a vacation.
We will not say anything about the "parcels" from parents, having run over and walked up, then dry biscuits seemed delicious. And it was also divided into the whole "ward", as the bedrooms were called. But about the food that was given for breakfast, lunch and dinner (and also an afternoon snack) - let's talk?
Most of all I loved cutlets (I wrote about this more than once here, on the channel). Despite the fact that, as they now claim, there was no meat in them, and instead of the white bread, which was supposed to be bread according to the recipe, gray bread was added to the minced meat.
I always ate radish salad with greens with a bang. True, they did it only in one camp in my memory - but there the cook was generally distinguished by her imagination, and the content, allocated to children was, most likely, very decent, so salads accompanied every meal, excluding, afternoon tea.
And for breakfast, most often there was not milk porridge (which, frankly, not everyone loved), but something much more interesting. Casserole or omelet, for example. And for the omelet - salad. Or sausages - and with them - again, salad.
He loved goulash - I don't know how it was cooked (or in what), but the meat in it was always evaporated, tender. And the gravy is pleasantly tangy and sour.
The garnish was often served with mashed potatoes, decorated with a pool of melted butter. Or something cereal.
But I never liked pasta in the camp (and in general in public catering). They almost always stick together into a homogeneous mass, and did not evoke any appetite.
I also had a difficult relationship with soups. Rassolnik almost did not eat for a long time, and all the rest - depending on the recipe. If the cook added an egg to the soup, and it floated below in flakes, then this soup did not eat.
By the way, about the size of the portions - they were always very large. An acquaintance, the daughter of a teacher (and she was sometimes supposed to go to a children's camp as a teacher), said - when she was little and got there herself, they always ate one portion for two - they just didn't fit.
And what of their dishes do you remember there?