Just don’t serve me frozen carrots
There was a time when I would have never blinked an eye when eating a frozen carrot. That was the golden age of school dinners. Frozen carrots were standard fare there. We never thought about the frozen carrot then, probably because we were instead thinking of the dessert which followed, which always seems in my childhood minds eye to be a rich suet pastry jam roly poly with lashings of custard. Sometimes it was a less good dessert such as Frog Spawn (tapioca) or even Semolina with a dollop of jam, but mostly it was the sticky, oozy and sustaining suet puddings that I remember.
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