You missed one:
ALL food was "organic"(or "Natural") so no need to label anything as such; you either ate "food" or "junk food" & junk food was still quite new (really boomed after WW2's returning of our men from overseas)

I keep it simple now: when trying to choose a restaurant, I ask my fam: Shall we have food or sh*t tonight? (McD's being the latter, of course); calling it what it qualitatively is doesn't seen to affect the frequency of them choosing such.

Always, though, Mom's home cooking over anything else.

From a Facebook post...
EATING IN THE FIFTIES
Pasta had not been invented. It was macaroni or spaghetti.
Curry was a surname.
A take-away was a mathematical problem.
Pizza? Sounds like a leaning tower somewhere.
Bananas and oranges only appeared at Christmas time .
All potato chips were plain.
Rice was a milk pudding, and never, ever, part of our dinner.
A Big Mac was what we wore when it was raining.
Brown bread was something only poor people ate.
Oil was for lubricating, fat was for cooking.
Tea was made in a teapot using tea leaves and never green
Cubed sugar was regarded as posh.
Chickens didn't have fingers in those days.
None of us had ever heard of yogurt.
Healthy food consisted of anything edible.
Cooking outside was called camping.
Seaweed was not a recognized food.
'Kebab' was not even a word, never mind a food.
Sugar enjoyed a good press in those days, and was regarded as being
white gold.
Prunes were medicinal.
Surprisingly muesli was readily available. It was called cattle feed. Pineapples came in chunks in a tin; we had only ever seen a picture of
a real one.
Water came out of the tap. If someone had suggested bottling it and
charging more than gasoline for it, they would have become a laughing
stock.
The one thing that we never ever had on at our table in the fifties...
was elbows or hats!

Gentlemen removed their hat upon entering a building, especially an eatery, or anywhere with women present.

& people dressed UP to go out of the house, even just to the corner to buy bread!

I wasn't around in the '50s, but I've had many friends who were from the time & still lived/behaved that way. . . My veteran neighbour Jc wouldn't leave the house without a tie & his late wife always had a matching hat, shoes, & jacket whenever she stepped out of the building. 'Twas a pleasure to see them on their way out for a coffee. He carried himself with proper carriage (he was an ex-Navy man); I feel ashamed alongside my memories of them. Another buddy of nine, born in '37, never left without a tie, but he didn't go for the suit normally, unlike Jack. I am from a very different time, born 50 year after Jack & 30 after Albert. I dress appropriately for my generation -- it's still considered valid these days, but not dressy -- I dress at the upper end of casual (an actual button-up shirt); most go for tees &/or sweatshirts, as I did in my teens & 20s. Girls tend to go for lingerie for above the waist. Not necessarily terrible, I'll admit. So long as they are actual females (getting rarer these days to see a display of femininity that doesn't belong to a
'dude!')

Most of my friends seemed to have been born in 1937 -- sadly, most of them are now dearly departed. They were "dearly," & now they are departed. Can I get an "amen?"

Also from the '50s there was no argument or confusion as to which bathroom you used at the mall!

Owners of "Indoor Plumbing" used the Ladies' Room; We, with "Outdoor Plumbing" used the Men's. Simple, even wee children could, & did, understand it!

Saw a comic of a couple standing in front of the washroom M&F sign, confused, as she wore straight pants & he had a kilt on -- the silhouettes seemed to be saying different things to them as to others who came by.


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