Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 9:17 am
Mike:
I still remember the days of glass bottled milk with the paper toppers, the smell of a fresh dairy on my way to school. I remember the slighly hot individual ice cream tubs that somehow made it to class too.. but we won't go there..
Afraid of the pathogens?? -- I guess we never thought about that... it was just how things wer done, and we loved it. I used to be lucky enough to get real fresh milk.. ahhhhh the taste of fresh buttermilk too still lingers in me brain and on me taste buds.
I don't remember too many gettin sick from drinking fresh milk, I never did..
I also remember my grandparents getting fresh milk from their neighbours.. They separated their own cream, made their own butter, and got us grandkids making butter when we were at the farm visitin. After the cream was separated.. and what was used for the butter was done up.. Grams used to bring out the ice cream maker and we would happily crank the handle on the churn in anticipation of farm fresh ice cream... I even remember the old style Ice Box.. before they had a new fangled fridge.....
Next to sittin on the back stoop with a dish of sugar and a couple sticks of rhubarb.. Ice Cream was next on the list of must do's at Grams and Gramps house... right after Gram's roast beef dinner... hmmmmmmmmm
Those were the days my friend, we thought they would never end. We were Young and full of dreams.. never once thinking our way of life would disappear... where have all those wonderful things gone..
I yearn for them and I feel for my kids and their kids who will never ever experience those things nor have those memories..
I still remember the days of glass bottled milk with the paper toppers, the smell of a fresh dairy on my way to school. I remember the slighly hot individual ice cream tubs that somehow made it to class too.. but we won't go there..
Afraid of the pathogens?? -- I guess we never thought about that... it was just how things wer done, and we loved it. I used to be lucky enough to get real fresh milk.. ahhhhh the taste of fresh buttermilk too still lingers in me brain and on me taste buds.
I don't remember too many gettin sick from drinking fresh milk, I never did..
I also remember my grandparents getting fresh milk from their neighbours.. They separated their own cream, made their own butter, and got us grandkids making butter when we were at the farm visitin. After the cream was separated.. and what was used for the butter was done up.. Grams used to bring out the ice cream maker and we would happily crank the handle on the churn in anticipation of farm fresh ice cream... I even remember the old style Ice Box.. before they had a new fangled fridge.....
Next to sittin on the back stoop with a dish of sugar and a couple sticks of rhubarb.. Ice Cream was next on the list of must do's at Grams and Gramps house... right after Gram's roast beef dinner... hmmmmmmmmm
Those were the days my friend, we thought they would never end. We were Young and full of dreams.. never once thinking our way of life would disappear... where have all those wonderful things gone..
I yearn for them and I feel for my kids and their kids who will never ever experience those things nor have those memories..