It’s been just flat out hot here in the San Diego area for the last couple of weeks. So hot that we just don’t want to cook and heat up the kitchen. So hot, we don’t look at the weather forecast on TV.
Way back in the ancient days of the late 1950’s and early 1960’s we lived in a little house on the southside of Tampa, Florida. I was just a youngster a little on either side of the whopping old age of 10.
My Mom had a couple of “go-to” dishes that I remember well from all those years ago that she would make in the perpetual hot and muggy climate of Tampa summers back in the days before there was any air-conditioning.
When you’re a kid, you spend your days running around outside during summer vacation. It doesn’t matter that it’s 95 degrees with 95% humidity every day. You run around in shorts and no shirt and just as often barefoot. You don’t notice it. That’s fine and dandy when you’re 10 but when you’re 60 it’s a pain in the butt.
To a Mom and housewife spending each day on chores like never-ending laundry and making dinner every night, hot is hot and muggy is even hotter. So from time to time Mom would make cold tuna noodle salad served with saltines. I still make and love that dish when it’s hot.