Just when I thought that the milkman concept had gone the route of two cent stamps, I am told that there is a dairy in Rhode Island that delivers milk right to your door. I am amazed. This seems like such a “retro” concept, and it brings back such fond memories.
In my early lifetime, milk delivery was the standard, not the exception. The milkman would drive up to the back door, near which sat a silver colored, insulated milk box that kept the milk cold, until it could be retrieved. The milk itself would be in glass bottles, and there would be a little round waxed piece of cardboard, at the top of the bottle, with a lift tab. The rich cream that sat at the top, for an inch or two down, was always poured into a separate container by my mother. This was destined for coffee.
Thinking back to the “old” days, there also was a truck that brought around baked goods like Table Talk Blueberry Pies, baked in real metal tins. Like the glass bottles for milk, the pie tins could be given back to the seller to be recycled.
My mother was a fan of “Wonder Bread,” and I have a vague reminiscence of that being on the truck as well. She bought a lot of it, as she felt that she had to help her four children to be healthy by eating bread with vitamins added.
Then there was the ice cream truck that circled the neighborhood, making lots of noise, balloons streaming from it. Ice cream never tasted so good as when I handed over the quarter, or whatever the cost was, on a hot, summer day.
A lot of what I knew as a child has gone bye-the-bye, never to be again. However, if you live in Rhode Island, you can call Munroe Dairy for home delivery of milk. For $2.78 for a half gallon of milk, they will cheerfully deliver fresh-from-the-dairy milk, with no growth hormones or other additives. For busy people, this is a nice option and a very handy service. (No affiliation with the company. I’m just tickled to hear that what is old is new again!)
This is your life, and you’ve just heard the latest connection being made to the past, a time that we all seem to revere, in memory.
Have a wonderful day, as we slowly edge our way toward the weekend.
Patricia
