Friday, July 12, 2013

Food In the 1940's

Gallery of Graphic Design 
I had just turned 3 years old when World War II started.  Now I don’t claim to remember that much, but I do remember the shortages.  Later, when the History Channel came into being, I watched many programs on WWII to see what was going on when I was a little girl.

The first thing I do remember was the appearance of Oleo.  It was to take the place of butter.  There was a law which favored the dairy farmers that said “Oleo could not be colored yellow like butter.”  The stuff came in a see-thru bag with a capsule you broke open to get the color.  You had to work the color goo thru the stuff and finally you had yellow stuff.  Didn’t taste that good either!!  But, since butter was hard to find, you put up with it.  If you were lucky and had a dairy farmer friend maybe you could get some heavy cream and whip up your own butter.

There was a rationing scheme put into place, whereby everyone got stamps.  That didn’t mean you would get the things you needed, because shortages were rampant.  The food was needed by the Military to feed the fighting troops.  Foods affected were meats and poultry, eggs, canned fish, fats and oils, coffee and sugar.  
HyperWar: WWII Ration Book Holder

Today, people eat chicken anytime.  There is nothing spectacular about chicken!!
Back in the 1940’s, people had little money and you were lucky to have a chicken once a month.  It was a very special treat for Sunday dinner.

Meat was very scarce.
stampedout.net
A True Story:  My father sold business machines necessary for the War Effort.  The machines could stamp addresses on envelopes – a very big deal.  Metal plates about 2” x 4” were stamped with the address.  These plates were inserted into a large metal rectangle and then they were used to stamp the addresses using another machine.

Anyway, he was servicing a customer who was a meat packer.  My dad asked if he could get a little piece of meat and the customer obliged him.  He told my Dad to line up with the other whole-sale meat packers, which Dad did.  They were shocked to hear his order, but they did finally give him the meat.  Not many people had home freezers back then, so it was important that he only get a small piece.  By the way, refrigerators only had little freezer units which held maybe two ice cube trays.

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I did have a friend whose family had a freezer.  Her father had purchased a used ice cream freezer that had lids on the top for dipping the different flavors.  I was amazed then to see they could have ice cream at home to eat any time they liked.  The rest of us went to the drug store or ice cream parlor, purchased our ice cream by the pint and rushed it home to eat or we stayed and ate it right there at the store.

The other food I remember really being scarce was sugar.  I remember my Grandfather using his supply of jelly and jams to sweeten his coffee.

During this time everyone was encouraged to plant a Victory Garden – See Picture.  Back then, you had to look out for your own family.  You had better plant a garden if you liked eating.

My father working in his Victory Garden
I do remember my parents working in theirs.  I guess my mother did a lot of canning.  I truly don’t recall this.  The majority of women did not work in the 1940’s.  Housekeeping was really a job.  There were no modern appliances to make life easy.  Mom had to iron Dad’s white shirts.  No sending them to the laundry.  She really had to cook – no microwaves.  At that time, men didn’t want women to work and take a job away from a man.  He had to support his family.

WWII gave women a taste of freedom!  They were needed to replace men at work.  They could earn a living and be more independent.  It was not like the Great Depression where women did not work.  Men lost their jobs and women had no jobs.  Today most work, so if one loses a job, the other person is still working.

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The new problem was women in the 1940’s were expected to return to tending the household after the War.  Women were not willing to give up their new found freedom of working and having their own money.  And so the world changed forever.

It was a different place back then.  We only had radio to entertain ourselves.  We would sit around the radio to listen.  There was music, news, stories, mysteries soap operas and adventures. You had to use your imagination.  We had other activities to keep us busy.  One thing, a job took up more of your time.  You didn’t get lots of time off.  It also took longer to complete jobs at home – grass mowing (push mower, weed wacking), cooking, cleaning, etc.  Families were closer then.  We played games, visited with neighbors, did jig-saw puzzles.  We saw our relatives more often, as they lived closer.  We were very happy.

Friday, June 21, 2013

Aunt Ida's Handmade Potholders

  As my mother is an avid writer and "compiler" of information I recently asked if she might consider writing something for my blog. Not only did she graciously consent, but she sent me a bunch of stories to use as well!
  This story is about Aunt Ida's potholders- a treasured staple in our kitchen for as long as I can remember.
 
The following was written for us by my mother:   

 
"Aunt Ida was born in the early 1900's.  She had 6 sisters, including my mother, and 2 brothers.  She turned out to be the maiden aunt who stayed home and eventually looked after Mother. "

  "Aunt Ida worked in a factory for Stanley Works.  She always had to be busy.  She couldn't sit still, except to watch her Boston Red Sox Baseball Games. "


  "She sewed, embroidered, canned food, made jellies and relishes.  But her staring role was making pot holders out of scraps of material left over from her many sewing projects."
  "I found one pot holder where she patched together the same patterned material, so she could make one more pot holder. She wasted nothing"


  
  "She passed away about 5 years ago and I still have many pot holders that she made.  I will not be using those pot holders as they are vintage prints and are so colorful and they remind me of Aunt Ida."

~Thanks Mom for the blog and for sharing some of these cool potholders with me!



Saturday, April 27, 2013

"It's Always Summer Somewhere..."

  Being that part of my business is selling vintage clothing AND I live in Florida, the recent passing of Lilly Pulitzer was of some interest to me. A story about how her clothing line came about caught my eye. Apparently a series of tiny  events brought her to the design fame that she ultimately enjoyed. 

  Starting out in Farmington, Connecticut, Lilly clothes the illustrious Jackie O in a kitchen curtain! Following that we find her suffering from severe depression, moving to sunny Florida to cure it and finally landing in a roadside orange juice stand selling juice from the family grove in order to occupy her time. And then... BAM!... a clothing line is born! 

   Lilly's shift dresses were in bright colors and born of the need to hide the citrus stains to her clothing. Next thing you know... the Kennedy's are wearing them as well as all the finest Palm Beach socialites. I find that  kind of ironic. Socialites wearing work clothes designed to hide stains.

  Anyhow- in summary- it just goes to show that even the "best laid plans of mice and men oft go astray"... and success abounds as the result! Thanks for the cool clothes Lilly and I am sure you are right..."It's always summer somewhere". Enjoy your eternal summertime, but you will be missed.




Friday, April 26, 2013

Clippings From Home

  I am one of those adult children you hear about the receives the magazine and newspaper clippings from their parents. 

If you have never been the recipient of these little treasures then allow me to share my most recent experience with you!

There is no better day than when you walk to the mailbox after work only to find mixed among the junk mail an envelope addressed to you in your mother's handwriting.

   Since I have moved to Florida (13 years ago) every piece of mail I get has a Disney character sticker on it- as evidenced here. Happy looking piece of mail, huh?  

Today's catch included 2 pages from magazines and one newspaper page neatly folded into an envelope.

Attached was a sticky note reading: "Just some reading material! Love, Mom" 
 
  Usually the contents will reflect interests from previous phone conversations- This one includes some online classes I may be interested in and an article on Julia Child- I have an avid interest since the movie "Julie and Julia". On a recent visit my mother even brought me a Julia Child cookbook that used to belong to my Grandmother- I love it!

The last page? How to get crafty and make some arrow earrings. 
Don't think this sudden onslaught of curious mail just started. On, no. This goes WAY back to my childhood. My mother was possibly one of THE BEST Moms out there. She would save cereal box tops and send away for all sorts of things in my name so I would have mail. The best one (as a child) was the arrival of the H.R. Pufnstuf record! I was in love with Jimmy and his magic flute!

The best mail as an adult? A single picture and caption about a dog with 17 puppies. The attached sticky note simply read "And you think you've got problems!!!"

You never know what will be in the envelope, but I always make sure I bring it in to the house, sit down and get ready to enjoy!

Thursday, April 18, 2013

You're Standing in My Sun

Diogenes and his faithful companion Rataplan.
  I always said that when (and if) I get a tattoo it will simply be the word "Diogenes" written somewhere upon my seldom seen nether regions in order to hide the fact that I may be just as cynical as he while at the same time announcing it proudly to anyone daring to be close enough to me to see my nether regions. Also showcasing my talents in contradiction.

  While looking for a name worthy of this blog I came across a website about my hero Diogenes:
http://www.athensguide.com/journalists/articles/honestman.htm
- you can certainly read more about his sketchy life there. Above that, oddly enough, was an advertisement you could click on for a 40 something dating website. How wildly appropriate.

 Inside I found this wonderful short story: 
   "When Alexander the Great rode down to visit Diogenes in his barrel, he offered Diogenes any gift of his choice. With a scowl, Diogenes snapped back his response: "What you've taken away, you can never give me."
 

"Huh?" said Alex.
 
"You're standing in my sun." "

That is indeed the summary to almost every problem and situation I can name for you right now and forevermore in my life. You are standing in my sun. Perfect.