“Think what a better world it would be if we all, the whole world, had cookies and milk about three o’clock every afternoon and then lay down on our blankets for a nap.”

Last night Morpheus grabbed hold, and I slept for twelve hours. My mother would have said I needed it, and I agree. I woke up not feeling up to par (another one of my mother’s sayings) so I’ll just sort of wait around and see what happens. The TV is filled with aliens and monsters so I’ll have plenty of entertainment.

I can hear leaf blowers and mowers, the sounds of Saturday. I went out on the deck and the air smells fresh, of cut grass and fall flowers. There is a morning chill I expect will be gone by afternoon.

I do have a couple of errands today and laundry to wash. I don’t feel like doing either, but I did finish the last of my bread for toast this morning, and I’m out of cheese, two good reasons to get out and refill the larder.

My mother shopped every Friday evening. My father drove her to the supermarket as she didn’t drive, but he never went shopping with her. When they got home, we all helped to unload the trunk. It was filled with paper grocery bags. The next few days were bountiful as  cookies and snacks were back in the house though some snacks were untouchables as they were for lunches. Oreos were always a standard. They were everyone’s favorite cookie, even the dog’s. My sisters used to feed him the sides once they’d eaten the middle. He sat right by them on the steps while they snacked. He knew what was coming. My mother always warned us to go slowly because once the cookies were gone, that was it until the next shopping day. We were kids: slowly wasn’t in our vocabulary.

We used to pop corn on the stove in a pan with a lid. It was less expensive than Jiffy Pop, but it took more attention and constant shaking of the pan or the popcorn would burn. My father made the best popcorn. He never burned a single kernel. My mother would melt butter and put it on the top then mix the popcorn around to spread the butter. She then sprinkle a bit of salt. The popcorn was served in a huge bowl. In my mind’s eye, I see a green bowl, but I’m not sure as my mother also had a set of white bowls with tulips, and that set also had a large bowl. When I was shopping with my mother once, we found a set just like it at an antique store and I bought the set. It sits on my fridge and holds all sort of memories.

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  1. Bob Says:

    My last meal would include a package of Oreo cookies. What a way to go!

    Back in the day a lot of woman didn’t drive and their husband or older kid would have to drive them to the supermarket. My aunt and my uncle who lived in NY never learned to drive so their oldest son drove them shopping every Saturday until he moved out at age 33. His brother got his driver’s license at 17 specifically to take them grocery shopping after his brother moved out. Not very many 33 year old single men are still living at home with their parents these days. I think my aunt made his life too comfortable with low rent, free laundry and home cooked meals 🙂 During the week my aunt would walk or send me to the small grocery store nearby for things like milk and eggs where she paid a premium for the convenience.

    Today with microwave popcorn I don’t think my kids know that you can pop the stuff on the stove in a pot. Do they still make Jiffy Pop?

    This morning was very cool with lows down into the upper 40s. The cold front cleared out the clouds and brought us a taste of fall. The high temperature today should get up into the lower 70s. Gorgeous weather.

    Let’s go Sox, I would love to see a Red Sox vs. Red Bird series.

    • katry Says:

      Regular or double stuffed?

      Back in those days most families could only afford a single car so most wives didn’t get licenses as they would seldom have access to the car. Two women in my neighborhood could drive when I was young: one was a widow and one wasn’t.

      My mother would also send us to the red or the white corner store for milk or bread. I’d usually ride my bike.

      They do still sell Jiffy Pop, but I usually buy the microwave kind too.

      Your low was even lower than mine.

      I’m crossing my fingers that the Sox win tonight!

      • Bob Says:

        Only regular Oreos! Somehow the double stuffed ones don’t have the correct balance of the ‘cream’ in the middle vs. the chocolate cookie. I don’t think there is any real cream anywhere near an Oreo.

        When we lived in Dallas in the mid 1950s my mother had her own car since my father traveled during the week. She drove a 1951 Kaiser Deluxe.

        A WWII veteran walks into a Kaiser Frazer dealership in 1948 to buy his girlfriend a new car. The salesman says, “Why don’t you buy her a Kaiser and surprise her”. The veteran stops to think when the salesman says, “Why don’t you buy her a Frazer and amaze her”. The veteran heads for the door and says to the salesman, “No thanks, I’m going to get her a Tucker”. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      I had read that article but didn’t think of posting the url-thanks!!

    • Bob Says:

      That’s why they are good 🙂

      Everything I ever liked in life was either illegal, immoral or fattening. I gave up illegal to become a pilot, I gave up immoral when I got married, fattening is the only thing left that’s fun in my life.

      • katry Says:

        I totally understand why they are addictive, and I understand why you need to keep one bad thing-we all do. It breaks up the monotony!

  2. olof1 Says:

    Frost in the morning and we did reach 49F for a while but a weak nasty wind made it feel much colder. I haven’t heard a mower here for several weeks now but I did see some blowers at work the other day.

    My mother never had a special grocery shopping day since she worked in a grocery store 🙂 Not much cookies anyway except for Digestives, something we always had at home. They are great with cheese and a pot of tea 🙂

    We popped corn too but we always had a few burned corns. I’ve never had melted butter poured over my popcorns but naturally we had salt on them. I tried micro popcorn once and that’s an abomination! I’ve never eaten something as disgusting as that 🙂 🙂 🙂 I’ve only seen Jiffy pops on photographs, I’m not even sure they are ever sold over here.

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      No frost here as of yet though colder weather is on its way later in the week.

      It was the Star Market when I was young then when we moved to the Cape it was Angelos for grocery shopping.

      Melted butter was always put on popcorn. Even the movie theaters put on butter but it’s fake. You can buy buttered microwave popcorn. I like microwave popcorn. I think it depends on the brand.

      Jiffy Pop was fun to watch as the foil expanded.

      Have a great evening!

  3. splendid Says:

    Enjoying the Autumn weather here as well! Cold & rainy here, been listening to Joni Mitchell all morning. Homemade chicken soup is the cooking priority today. I have been here sporadically this past month, trying to wind up all those loose ends before Winter. I cannot tell you how comforting it is to sit down with a cup of tea and read this blog! It always takes me to another place & time and I enjoy all of your comments just as much. Thank you all for being a constant in this chaotic world.

    • katry Says:


      Good to know you’re dropping by as I do miss you! That soup sounds wonderful, and it is the season for a nice hot bowl of soup. I love chicken soup.

      I’m so happy Coffee is a part of your day!!

  4. vintagespins Says:


    You fiend, you! Now I have an overwhelming craving for popcorn, with more butter than what’s good for me poured over the top! I used to love making Jiffy Pop, until they stopped selling the plain one and substituted it for the fake “Buttery Flavour” variety. As I don’t have a microwave, I pop the kernels in a pot too. Butter is my secret vice!


    • katry Says:

      If you think of it as eating your vegetables, you can get away with it! I can’t imagine popcorn without the butter!

  5. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    We used to pop corn on the stove in a big covered pan. We always burned some because the pan was a cheap and thin one. Melted butter and salt always went on the popcorn as well. At some point we got a popcorn machine. That worked much better and it had a place to put the butter so that it would melt itself into the popcorn as it popped.
    I never got into microwave popcorn though I have tried several varieties. I made the mistake of opening a bag to see what was inside. Don’t try this ever. It’s not pretty.
    Also, my workspace was near the cafeteria and the microwaves. Every afternoon at 2PM someone would deliberately burn microwave popcorn because that’s how she liked it. Good for her but the rest of us had to smell burnt popcorn for the rest of the afternoon.
    No Oreos for me thanks. Hydrox!
    I drove by Fenway earlier this evening. The big lights were all on so I assume the game was in progress. That was 5 hours ago so I assume it’s over and they have won. I will assume that until I find out otherwise. 🙂
    Go Sox!
    And I hope you enjoyed the day and the game.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      My father used a thin pan, but I think it was his shaking motion which saved the kernels from burning. I was given a popcorn machine to use on my movie nights, but I don’t use it just for me. I do microwave corn, Orville Reddenbacker, which tastes just fine to me. I got a laugh out of visualizing that opened bag. Popcorn smells fills the air, and I can’t imagine burnt corn smelling about the place.

      My dad was a Hydrox man, but he’d have to had switched as they aren’t made anymore.

      The Sox are going to the World Series!!!!!!

      I hope yours will be a great day!!

  6. Bill S. Says:

    We had a 1952 Nash Rambler, and my mom drove my dad to work sometimes so she could food shop and do errands. She was not a very good driver and one time hit a stop sign. How do you hit a stop sign?

    When we returned from Ghana in 1972, we had a blue Datsun wagon for a few years, and I used to carpool with another person on Weds. so Peg could food shop, etc. She was pretty much housebound 4 days a week with two kids, hard to do in the winter. About 4 years later we managed to buy a second, used Datsun for her use.

    I tried to record the Sox game last night (Sat.) but at 5:30 this morning I was watching it without knowing the results when it stopped. Apparently the game was taking the place of a regular program, and when the original program was over, so was the recording. So I missed Victorino’s grand slam which sealed the deal.

    Grace called yesterday–she has an appointment for her visa app.

    • katry Says:

      I knew Grace had an appointment-she called and e-mailed me a copy last week. She also sent a list of all her documents, and she has covered all the bases.

      I can’t answer that! How do you hit a stop sign sounds like the start of a joke. Well, how do you would be the next line.

      I had a really big old Chevy my parents sold me when they got a new car. I think it was like driving a boat. It was never parked, only moored.

      That was a great game. Victorino was like a little kid running the bases. I yelled and clapped and scared the cats!!

  7. Beto Says:

    The Ballad of Shane

    The sky was clear
    A chill wind blew
    When Victorino
    Oh and too
    Screwed down his courage
    Took the plate
    To swing and seal
    The Tigers Fate

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