Okay, I am a very picky eater so it will probably surprise people when I mention some the things I really miss.
My elementary school made "beatle hats"--this was a scoop of mashed potatoes placed on a slice of fried bologna and topped with grated cheese. Me and my siblings loved them. Sometimes when my father was out of town my mother would let us make them and I always remember her saying she couldn't believe the cafeteria staff could take enough time to make them.
My mother made awesome chicken-n-dumplin's. She made homemade doughballs. My Daddy wouldn't eat them either so that was also a treat saved for when he was out of town.
My mother would make wonderful creamed peas because that was the only way she could get my brother Jimmy to eat them.
My mother also made homemade meat and vegetable pitas before we knew what they were and Daddy made individual pizzas with all the fixin's with one twist. His crust was toasted bread :+)
Finally, I had an "uncle" who would take plain yellow or white cake batter and pour a pack of Kool-Aid powder in it. We just loved having purple or pink cake and some of the flavor remained too!
Re: Steak Ums. My Daddy wouldn't allow them, corndogs, tacos or real pizza in the house because he thought it was a waste of money. He was a drill sargeant in the Marines and believed a meal had to have a meat, veg., rice/potato/or pasta and a slice of bread.
My mother had a stroke five years ago and now she is fully dependent on my father. He does all the cooking so the days of Mom's wonderful meals are definitely behind me.