Poorly food

I remember my friends having their tonsils out and loving the icecream afterwards. Like most of us I was down on the list to have mine removed, but never got the call. This must be the longest waiting list ever.

I had my tonsils and adenoids removed when I was 5. In those days I was given ice cream to eat post-op, to soothe my throat. Most homes in 1950 didn't have freezers, so being allowed so much ice-cream was a real treat.

soft boiled eggs in a cup or tomato soup with white bread....I very seldom eat eggs but will still take tomato soup if unwell

Chicken soup (I can’t stand it now!), crisps, chocolate, bananas.

Now I don’t eat anything like that!

I don’t remember any particular food we had as poorly food, but, ExD, I remember Kaolin and Morphine as a remedy for upset stomach (and I think diarrhoea too). I can still taste it now- very warming and comforting. When I was a teenager, I became slightly addicted to it and I remember my dad cautioning me about not having too much. It must have been the Morphine content!

I honestly don't remember what my mother gave us. We weren't ill much. And even more embarrassingly, I have no idea what I gave my children. But they weren't ill much either.

I remember mine being soft boiled eggs in an egg cup with
lightly toasted soldiers to dunk and lucozade out of a bottle with the coloured wrapper

As a child it was Farley's rusks with warm milk to 'mush' them up whenever I had my brace tightened.

Heinz Romato Soup. Its still a comfort food for me

Horlicks- I loved it then (and still do)

When I came home from after 7 days hospital food, 2 stents and a bad reaction to morphine, that was exactly the comfort food my daughter made me. 2 eggs in a cup with kid on butter and a slice of toast.

My mum would make chicken soup when I was ill. The day after it would be a soft boiled egg and soldiers.

Bread and milk with a bit of sugar. Loved it and sometimes had it as a treat when well.

Gosh. I have loved reading these. I wonder how many of you have suddenly had a yearning to try your "poorly food" again. It's funny how many of you mentioned the egg mashed up in a cup. I do wonder what was so special about it being in a cup, but that was certainly part of its magic. I also had lucozade, bought from the chemist , in that strange orange cellophane. My "after the dentist" treat ( I was really phobic about him) was a chocolate cup cake, before they became just fancy buns. Was it Lyons who made them? They had a thick layer of icing on them and came in a box with pink or lemon ones. Heinz tomato soup has been a recently rediscovered pleasure and we usually have a couple of cans in the cupboard.

If we had a cold starting, my mother used to cut onions, sprinkle with sugar, put a weight on top and leave them to 'seep' overnight. Next morning we then had to drink the liquid from the onions - yuk! Perhaps that is why I really do not like onions now!!

Mashed bananas, sprinkle of demerara sugar and the cream off the top of the milk (in the good old days when milk was delivered on a daily basis in milk bottles)

sputnik we too had “Jewish Penicillin” - chicken soup. It’s still my remedy of choice for all ills from broken hearts to broken limbs.

Oh I forgot about strawberry angel delight. Mum gave me it too.

My mum also give me boiled eggs mashed in a cup with butter and salt. Off school sick, lying on sofa with your eggy cup. Nowadays I make myself poached egg on toast if I'm not so good.

Forgot about Farleys Rusks, really love them with hot milk

Heinz tomato soup or a boiled egg with toast (soldiers as a child).

Lucozade to drink. I never fancied eating when ill as a child and I still feel much the same.

Chocolate semolina for me

We always had Lucozade when poorly. Mum said “It either makes you sick or stops you feeling it”. Not sure how it helped if you weren’t bilious, but we loved it.

As for food, even though my dad had a poultry farm, we never had chicken, a real luxury. So if we were poorly, and Mum asked what we fancied to eat, we always said “chicken”.

Dad then had to slaughter one of the stock, an old hen past laying, Mum boiled it and served it with white sauce with nutmeg in.

I can taste it now!

?

A very small meal of steamed plaice with mashed potato and some peas to give colour, or Heinz tomato soup in a special bowl with a mound of buttery mash in the middle. That always got me eating again after nasty bouts of tonsillitis.