Which flavor or flavors remind you most of childhood?

RadishRose

RadishRose

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For me, the biggest one is butter.

Butter on my oatmeal, toast and pastina! 2 or 3 buttered saltine crackers with my soup. Mmmm.
 

I hate to be a copy cat but butter was big at our house....ate all the same things you mentioned.

I’ve been sitting here trying to come up with a different answer but couldn’t...maybe something will come to me later.

edit: just remembered chipped ham which was unique to Pittsburgh...I never saw it anywhere else.

it was more than just very thin ham, it also has a distinct flavor ...I missed that when I moved to Chicago.

Also Hi C Hawaiian Punch and Tang...
 
We weren't allowed butter at home, but one of the flavours I remember most was from a concentrated fizzy drink made from powdered crystals called Creamola foam. My aunt worked at the factory where it was made so there was endless supplies of it..., and my favourite flavour was raspberry ..it was discontinued in the 70's

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Iced tea. My Grandma made the best iced tea in the world. I don't know how she made it,I know it wasn't sun tea, but it was as clear as a bell and sometimes she would put slices of orange it it . Italian ice was another. There was a bakery that my Grandma and Mom went to on occasion and they sold the ice as well. My Mom would always buy me a cup. They only had lemon flavor and it came in a fluted paper cup. I would open up all the folded paper to get every last drop.
 
CeeCee said:
Fizzies were kind of like a flavored dime sized alka seltzer. :)
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Remember Flav-R-Straws? A paper straw with a "flavor lozenge" stuck inside it so when you sucked the milk up through the straw, it was flavored. The straw would start coming apart long before the "flavor" was used up.

Probably for me it was the frozen concentrated orange juice that came in little cans. Fresh "squoze" juice was never an option for us back then, so my mom would make up the juice about every morning and we'd all get a small juice glass of it. We'd all fight for the privilege of mixing it up, for some reason, just like fighting to get to "pop" the tube of refrigerator biscuits.
 
Kind of odd, but for me it's muscadine grapes. My grandparents had a huge grape arbor and all us grandkids could climb up in it and gorge ourselves on ripe grapes at the end of summer. There is a distinct sweet smell and flavor to muscadines.
 
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