tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906090930494579559.post1053934382565275449..comments2020-09-26T12:31:31.869-06:00Comments on Abbie's Corner of the World: LunchAbbie Taylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13251937445976896173noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906090930494579559.post-84064452136262852182012-02-18T12:08:33.120-07:002012-02-18T12:08:33.120-07:00Hi Bruce, my mother also made sandwiches, tuna sal...Hi Bruce, my mother also made sandwiches, tuna salad, lunchmeat and cheese. I tried peanut butter and jelly but never developed a taste for it. When I went to school both at the Arizona State School for the Deaf and Blind and public schools, I ate in the cafeteria. At the Arizona school, meals were served family style so you could take what you wanted. In the public schools, we went through a serving line, and everything was dumped on our trays whether we wanted it or not. I often traded items I didn't like for extra chocolate pudding or canned fruit, especially in high school where there were no monitors. <br /><br />Now, I make sandwiches and heat canned soup . Bill loves peanut butter and tomato sandwiches. I occasionally buy ready made sandwiches and soups from Schwann which are really good but expensive. Thank you for sharing your memories.Abbie Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13251937445976896173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8906090930494579559.post-70641995901318611982012-02-18T10:50:15.792-07:002012-02-18T10:50:15.792-07:00Before I was exiled to Jericho Hill School for the...Before I was exiled to Jericho Hill School for the Deaf and Blind, Mom made me tasty sandwiches when I came home from school for lunch. Then I was subjected to some of the worst-tasting food at that horrid institution. When I was mainstreamed into the public system and boarded with a health nut, I had to endure some vile-tasting quack concoctions. I lived on my own at age 16 and was able to make what I wanted for lunch. I couldn't afford the cafeteria food as my dad gave me barely enough to live on. When I went on welfare in 1974, I suddenly had enough money to buy lunches. I also took a cooking class which provided me some tasty goodies. I still eat sandwiches, though I usually make waffles on Saturdays and eat the leftover ones on Sunday.Bruce Atchisonhttp://www.bruceatchison.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com