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It's Just Me Again No. 077: Eating Out

It's Just Me Again No. 077 Eating Out. Tallgrass menu reminds Mr. Hinman of the excitement of dining at a restaurant, and family budget constriction imposed on selections.
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By Chuck Hinman

A recent item on the evening menu here at Tallgrass Estates was "Hot Roast Beef Sandwich, Mashed Potatoes and Gravy, Cranberry Sauce, Soup de jour, and Dessert Cart."

It reminded me of the times in my childhood when Dad had enough money to take us out to eat whenever we went to our big nearby city -- Beatrice, Nebraska, population -- 12,257.



There was something about "eating out" that gave unusual pleasure to our family in those rough economic times. As a pre-teenager, it was exciting to feel rich once in awhile; only rich people ate out, not dirt farmers like the Hinmans. And even though we were dirt poor, our daily fare was superior to restaurant food -- not even close. But there was something to be desired about "eating out" -- do you know what I mean?

Of course I'm speaking of the Depression and everything else bad days of the 1930's on a farm in southeast Nebraska.

No matter where we ate, we scanned the menu for the least expensive thing. It was always the hot roast-beef sandwich.

Years later, our kids might have asked, "What, hadn't grilled cheese sandwiches been invented?" Our kids teasingly say they learned how to read looking for the grilled cheese sandwich, the cheapest thing on the menu in their childhood.

Over the years, hot roast beef sandwiches have been made the same. You start with two slices of store-bought white bread. One slice is placed in the middle of the oblong-shaped plate. The other piece is sliced diagonally with one triangular shaped piece on each end of the whole slice for style points I suppose.

Next the bread is covered with several thin slices of roast beef. As I remember the amount of meat was a little on the skimpy side of satisfying the burgeoning appetite of healthy farm boys. Then a scoop of mashed potatoes is added on one end of the plate and all that is covered generously with gravy (not brown gravy). And finally a dollop of cranberry sauce is added at the opposite end from the mashed potatoes.

You had better eat slowly and ENJOY every bite because that's all there was going to be! Pie was never an option where five mouths were involved.

But it was enough and wonderful until the next time we enjoyed the luxury of eating out. Mercy! God is so good!

Most people would probably associate eating hot roast beef sandwiches with the lunch counter of the local dime store. But Beatrice's Hested (dime) store did not have a lunch counter.

Years later when I first lived in Bartlesville, Oklahoma, these sandwiches were available at the lunch counters of the H. L. Green dime store and Hull's Walgreen drug store.

But these sandwiches remain a standard on most restaurant's menus but many people may not know the history of this sandwich.

Not everyone my age (I'm 88) was affected by the depression days so harshly as our family. Many of my fellow-residents here at Tallgrass Estates did not have to look for the "cheapest thing on the menu."

And so, seeing this very familiar sandwich on the menu recently stirred up some nostalgia for me. Is it any wonder that memories are referred to as "precious"? I think not.

Chuck Hinman, 88 year old former Nebraska farm boy spent his working days with Phillips Petroleum Company in Bartlesville, Oklahoma and Houston, Texas. He lives at Tallgrass Estates in Bartlesville where he keeps busy writing his memories. Chuck is visually impaired. His hobbies are writing, playing the organ, and playing bridge.


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