....the edible edition
Brought to you this week by the letter M for Milk.
Do you remember the commercial catch phrase....Make Mine Milk?
Let's take a walk down the memory lane of Milk...in no particular order......
click on all photos to enlargeHere's good ol' Elsie, the Borden cow. She tried her darnest to convince Rita that I'd love that powdered stuff.
Then, Elsie got
So, while Borden's had Elsie pushing powdered milk or Hemo, the hired her husband Elmer to sell......
Glue! Ok, so Grandma J is getting out in left field and totally off subject.....let's get back to the milk thing.
In the thirties and forties, evaporated milk was the rave. You could store these cans in your pantry and never worry about them going bad until you opened them.
Grandma J misses Fibber McGee and Molly....and please take note that Johnny Carson was known as Jack!
Now good old Elsie was pushing a trifecta, which now included bottled milk. Homogenized or pasturized...who knew!
Then one day in the 1950s, the world was introduced to the Pure-Pak! That's right, the cardboard box milk container. The one that fifty years later would be considered un-green.
Of course the milkman latched on to the Pure-Pak container and mothers all across the country had no problem letting their toddlers open the door for this guy.
Meanwhile, our neighbors to the north, in the Canadian Rockies, had a much better take on the whole milk thing.
And where did they find kids with this demonic look for ads back in the 50's? And I thought only Rita cut her daughters' bangs into little stubs like that.
Now, a question for you.......
Have you ever seen a refrigerator/freezer like this before? Grandma J wouldn't mind having this...even if it was turquoise.
Now mosey on over to A to Z Mondays, hosted by Jen at unglazed to see a plethora of other M foods.