By LARRY M. JONES
Were the “good old days” really as good as we tend to remember them?
Like many who have reached their allotted three score and ten, we old-timers tend to reflect a lot on times past, recalling how wonderful things were during simpler times long ago. While there are many things happening in the world today that are troubling and seemingly without solution, has this not always been the case?
I suppose it is human nature to practice selective memory. All of my life I’ve heard that our minds tend to block out really traumatic events. Instead, we choose to look back on what was most pleasing. For me, many such delightful memories were associated with food. One that I quickly recall was my Grandmother “Bam” Thomas’ soda biscuits. I thought they were the best biscuits in the world. In retrospect, I’m not sure why. They were tough, hard, flat and had a distinct soda flavor, yet I’d kill to have some of them today.
I recall how my Grandpa Jones baked the most delicious cake I’d ever eaten. Thinking back on it, I think that either he didn’t have any self-rising flour or it had fallen in the oven while baking, because it was about an inch thick, was tough as a board, and had about twice too much sugar. To an always hungry 12-year-old boy, it was manna from heaven.
There are several other food items from the past may not have been as wonderful as I normally choose to remember. For instance, do you recollect how delicious Wolf Brand chili was on a cold winter day? When I think a little harder about it, I actually recall all the nasty gristle and fat that had to be picked around. Today, Wolf chili even has a lean version, and I haven’t found a piece of gristle in a serving of it in over 20 years.