RadishRose
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I have never seen a bag of milk.It's been years since I've seen any bagged milk anywhere. I won't say it doesn't exist in the US, but it's not common.
I have never seen a bag of milk.It's been years since I've seen any bagged milk anywhere. I won't say it doesn't exist in the US, but it's not common.
We had the "milk box" on the front porch, an insulated metal box. Mom would leave a note to order what she wanted; he would leave the product. Some milkmen also dealt in eggs. The jugs were heavy glass with a paper cap.
I can't remember when my mother started buying milk in the store instead.
Remember back in the 70's when they experimented with selling milk in plastic bags? I bought a plastic pitcher-like thingie that you set the bag down in and somehow pulled the spout on the bag through. I can't remember exactly how it worked because I decided I didn't like getting milk that way. I don't think the concept lasted long.
Sure. He would leave a bottle tote with several milk bottles on our porch, or else as a little guy I'd run out to the truck instead to pick up the milk.Do you remember milkmen?
I don't remember ever seeing a milkman. But I do remember those heavy bottles & that thick cream at the top.
Why are there so many jokes about the milkman or the mailman being the kid's father?
When I lived in Africa, the milk was delivered in bags. They had three corners and you had to be very careful how you opened them!I have never seen a bag of milk.
I was terrified of that big horse pulling the milk wagon and would cross the road until it passed. Now here I am living with many horses...all different sizes...and they wait for me in the early morning to hand out dried apple treats, etc until the hay carts are brought. They are all wonderful!Molly was the last horse to draw a milk wagon on a regular route in our city, she retired in 1952.
This is a picture of some of her pals.
It's a wonder he didn't kill you, Marci.lol @ lew!
my father reminded me today that i used to lick the salt of the chips and put them back in the bag. he'd be the one to discover it. lol! so i totally get it.
I had this thing too about dunking white bread in pepsi when I was little. I think the way it fizzed in the bread in my mouth must have entertained me or something. One night after us kids went to bed...dad said he decided to try it just in case he was missing something. LOL! He decided he wasn't. But it made him curious. LMBO!It's a wonder he didn't kill you, Marci.