Beans or spaghetti hoops (2)...

Beans or spaghetti hoops? That is the question.

I think that I may have touched on this subject before, but there are some situations when only the foods of our childhood will do. The foods we ate as the rain poured down and we couldn’t go outside to play or managed, for once, to convince our mums that we didn’t feel very well and couldn’t go to school that day. Wet day off school foods - boiled eggs with toasted soldiers, tinned tomatoes, beans, and spaghetti hoops.

We all have our favourite ‘make things better’ foods, mine’s beans on toast although sometimes it’s tinned spaghetti; the long wormy stuff, not the hoops and certainly not the alphabetti. I never could face alphabetti spaghetti. Perhaps it was all the potential words; I’d spend so long looking at it, making some that I’d never get around to eating it.

These days beans on toast is my late night ‘something’s wrong but I’m not sure what’ food. A plateful of beans on toast and the world seems doable once again, at least for a while; it’s my facing the world food.

What’s yours?