Growing up Catholic in the 1950s, we did not eat meat on Friday. This was always a challenge for my mother since our family’s appetite was strictly a meat and potatoes type. But it brings back a couple memories:
the pink “tuna casserole” dish my mother used to bake a tuna casserole. This dish is a bit unusual since it is the only one we ever had with a divider that allowed for two different foods to be baked simultaneously. I think one side held the tuna casserole and the other scalloped potatoes.
The other memory is we would often have supper (hey, we weren’t fancy folk, we only used the term “dinner” for the Sunday noon meal) at my aunt Doris’ house on Friday. Even though she was not Catholic, she accommodated us by making delicious waffles. To this day they still rank among my favorites. Occasionally, my mother would make Friday pancakes, but the real treat was Friday waffles at Doris and Erhard Koerner’s house in Bridgewater, South Dakota.
Except for Lent, meatless Fridays are almost a thing of the past, but memories of the tuna noodle casserole dish and waffles still remain.