Many a school dinner has passed my lips (and plenty of breakfasts and suppers too). I was nine when I went to boarding school. We sat to eat at long tables - four down each side and a prefect at the head, who served the food. In my case, this was Jael Johnson and my first meal there was tinned ravioli in tomato sauce. Each table had a plate stacked high with Mothers Pride sliced white - I suppose providing copious quantities of bread was a sure way of making sure children were full by the end of each meal. I took a slice and mopped up the sauce, unaware that her eagle eyes were upon me. "What do you think you're doing? We're not Spanish here you know".
A somewhat brutal, but effective lesson learned - to keep your head down and watch how other people do things first. To conform for an easy life. To speedily dispatch whatever happened to present itself on your plate. It wasn't how things were at home, but it was clear that certain adjustments would need to be made.
Before boarding school I had never encountered tinned ravioli, or Findus crispy pancakes. Even Arctic roll was unchartered waters. My mother cooked from scratch - that was the way it was done. And coming home for the holidays was such a blessed dietary relief. Because food really is love, especially if it doesn't come out of a cardboard box.
Pip over at Meet Me at Mikes is running a School lunches writing challenge, and this post is my way of joining in. Hey, it worked for Eliza Beynon, author of The Vicar's Wife's Cook Book. She got a book deal out of a Waitrose Food Illustrated competition.
And I found a copy of her book in the library this morning (a fresh, new, first borrower copy no less). Wow, that woman can write a good meal. Something from it's pages will be landing on our table very soon.
Oh no, that's another book I need then!
I remember school meals quite fondly, my mother was a reluctant cook (yes, that is a polite way of saying terrible, she was very attached to the simmering oven of her Aga and every thing we ate had to spend many hours in there before it got to the table).
Posted by: Rebecca | 10 March 2009 at 14:12
Oooh, I am very jealous that you have such a good, up-to-the-minute library. Ours is great for fiction, but really slow to get in non-fiction. When I worked there at weekends while at university, the only good thing about the job was that I had first dibs on everything that came in! Oh, and no fines to pay either.
I shall just have to make do with finding slightly damaged but much cheaper books that I want from Amazon Marketplace. Although I think my colleagues were a bit bemused this morning when Sarah Raven's Complete Christmas arrived. I had to explain that I got it for £5 instead of £25 and that it was a bargain I couldn't refuse. I still had to put up with odd looks though!
Posted by: PinkCat | 10 March 2009 at 14:58
I actually liked school dinners - but nothing is as nice as my mum and dad's cooking! Whenever we go over to their house I always complain that "we don't get food like this at home!"
Lucy x
Posted by: Lucy Locket-Pocket | 10 March 2009 at 16:18
Mmm - I seem to recall soggy fish fingers and cold lumpy runny custard. Thank goodness for Jamie!
You just can't beat finding a 'virgin' book at the library - that one looks good. Can't wait to see what you cook up :-)
xxx
Posted by: lesley | 10 March 2009 at 16:49
My copy of 'The Vicar's Wife' is winging its way here from another library in the borough. Hopefully it will arrive soon!
Luckily my school had a really nice make-your-own sandwich bar for the boarders. I think this must be the way forward. Those hot lunches sound horrendous--although Nigel Slater's descriptions of them do make me laugh!
K x
Posted by: kristina | 10 March 2009 at 17:59
Hi Ali
I'll be getting a copy of this book for sure; I'll try the library. I boarded for year 6 and I also remember white bread! Funny that, were we at the same school!! Love Salx
Posted by: Sal | 10 March 2009 at 18:53
I thought our school lunches were bad - cheese pie and semolina pudding, anyone? - but at least we were never served tinned ravioli. Ick. Double ick.
I enjoyed reading Elisa Beynon in Foos Illustrated. Might have to browse our library website for a loan ... there's no chance at all it will be on the library bus!
Posted by: dottycookie | 10 March 2009 at 18:56
Of course, that should have said 'Food Illustrated'. I'm not sure I'd want to meet an illustrated foo.
Posted by: dottycookie | 10 March 2009 at 18:57
Did you get those plates of rice pudding with a blob of jam in the middle? We used to have contests at twizzling the plates right over horizontally and see who could keep their jam on the dish. No question of the rice pudding moving - it never did.
I also recall the little balls of stuffing which went with Thursdays roast dinners. They were the size of a large marble and inedible. We kept them and used them to pelt other girls from upstairs windows.
x
Posted by: Kitty | 10 March 2009 at 19:18
My library has very few up to date books, by which I mean from this decade!
Findus pancakes, not thought of them in years.
Posted by: French Knots | 10 March 2009 at 19:20
I went to boarding school too and yep the food was horrendous. Funny, I read a recent article about the school I went to and the exorbitant fees. One thing they said was that you get a lot for your money including the gourmet chef and fine cuisine served. I looked a little further and it is still the same chef from my school days and there is absolutely nothing gourmet about him.
Posted by: Allison | 10 March 2009 at 20:45
"we're not Spanish here"...oh, how awful.
The scene you first described reminded me immediately of Hogwarts. (I don't have much boarding school experience.) :)
Posted by: stephanie | 10 March 2009 at 21:28
that post should make me want good bread, I know. But actually it makes me want tinned ravioli and Findus crispy pancakes.
Posted by: The Coffee Lady | 10 March 2009 at 21:38
Arctic roll, findus crispy pancakes...oh these bring back memories. I was just thinking about the crispy pancakes the other day wondering if they still make them?! School lunches were always horrendous, the memory of horrible puddings with mint flavoured custard make me gag! I always took in my own sandwiches...
Posted by: lina | 10 March 2009 at 22:05
Cooking from scratch was big at our house too. Once you've eaten food cooked like that, the other stuff is just unpalateable.
Posted by: Stomper Girl | 11 March 2009 at 04:11
Oh lovely post! I must get that book! I can't imagine eating awful school dinners... I'm a complete cook it from scratch girl, I must say! Keep writing...! I'm sure that the book deal will wing it's way to you soon!!
Posted by: pip of meetmeatmikes | 11 March 2009 at 06:10
Ahhhhh, I saw that book in Waitrose at the weekend and wanted to grab it there and then. I was sad that it didn't have more pictures in it though. I only like the pictures!! ;-)
Cx
Posted by: Cherry Menlove | 11 March 2009 at 09:55
I had my first arctic roll encounter when I was in catered halls at university. Did your school dish up mash with an ice cream scoop?
Posted by: Cat | 11 March 2009 at 16:20
Don't know why but the cover of that book got me all excited. I like cook books, I guess, as opposed to chef books.
Posted by: Megan | 11 March 2009 at 22:52
I have obliterated school dinners out of my brain.
No, never happened.
That book looks fab, I picked it up myself a few time... Inspiringly approachable and 'normal'. Whatever normal is these days.
After 20 years in this country I still haven't eaten an arctic roll, should I be happy or sad?
Posted by: monica | 12 March 2009 at 12:05
You might laugh, but my daughter's school still serves up Arctic Roll. Her school dinners are like a blast from the past, or as one of the other mothers said 'it is like the Life on Mars of food at this school!'
Posted by: Thimbleina | 12 March 2009 at 17:32
I loved your story about the boarding schol dinners! Interesting. :)
Posted by: Crystal | 12 March 2009 at 19:47
Hi Ali, can I blow my sister-in-law's trumpet. She's written a well-received cookbook on precisely this subject, so you can cook your favourite pies, not-pies and puds from your schooldays at home. No Findus frozen pancakes in it either!
It's called 'School Dinners' by Becky Thorn. Here's the amazon link for it... http://www.amazon.co.uk/School-Dinners-Becky-Thorn/dp/1906032440/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1236943363&sr=8-1
Cheers
Annabel
Posted by: Annabel Gaskell | 13 March 2009 at 11:26
This was a blast from the past - Arctic Roll - it was like space food! Our school dinners didn't have such delights though - it was mostly lumpy mash. I saw Elisa Beynon on BBC News a few days ago - it's certainly one to try - well done on finding it in the library! Hope all is well with you. Emma x
Posted by: Emma | 13 March 2009 at 18:57
Oh lord, school dinner puddings have filled my head ever since I read the post at 'meet me at mikes'...now adverts from the 70's and the catchphrases that became ingrained have my mind whirling.
Tinned ravioli...don't talk, EAT!
Posted by: jus | 14 March 2009 at 07:41
oh i feel your pain. eight years of boarding school dinners for me. that's 3 school meals a day and an addiction to red sauce ran through most of it (to cover up the taste) tuna bake was a highlight though...it had crisps on top! seconds all round!
if only the vicars wife had control of the menu. loved this post and would love to have a look in the book. here's wishing our library has it! x
Posted by: kelly | 14 March 2009 at 19:44
I've not come across The Vicar's Wife's Cookbook but it sounds like my kind of book. Have you read "Toast" by Nigel Slater? Not a cookbook but I was reminded by your reference to Arctic Roll.
Posted by: Gina | 15 March 2009 at 16:12