#6 The Percolator Coffee Pot: all I can think of is my grandmother making coffee and seeing a brown liquid bubble up at the top through that tiny clear plastic cap. It also makes me think of Maxwell House Coffee, particularly "Cora" (the waitress aka The Wicked Witch of the West) who rekindled her career as the friendly woman at some diner in the Maxwell House commercials. I knew who she really was, and her coffee scared me.
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Saturday, July 14, 2007
The Saturday Seven: Gone and (Nearly) Forgotten Stuff
#6 The Percolator Coffee Pot: all I can think of is my grandmother making coffee and seeing a brown liquid bubble up at the top through that tiny clear plastic cap. It also makes me think of Maxwell House Coffee, particularly "Cora" (the waitress aka The Wicked Witch of the West) who rekindled her career as the friendly woman at some diner in the Maxwell House commercials. I knew who she really was, and her coffee scared me.
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6 comments:
I remember my Mom saving S and H green stamps to buy a new tv set. It was HUGE.We also bought a Tupperare set one year too. Great post.
I must be showing my age, because I remember all those things! The only one that wasn't a staple in my house growing up (other than the mimeograph which lived at the school, of course) was the rabbit ears. Didn't need 'em in the city. Both sets of grandparents had them, though.
Cape Cod has always been super-picky about the appearance of things, so TV signal towers were in short supply, and there was no cable back then. But at least you could pick up a few Boston stations and watch a Red Socks game or Zoom (a popular Boston kids' show of the '70s). The beach was always more fun, though.
In rural New Mexico, where my other grandparents lived, you were doomed to snowy Shirley Temple movies that cut out from time to time, and that was WITH the rabbit ears and a few of my Catholic grandma's prayers and blessings! We kids watched the trains go by instead. At least they were reliable. :-)
One of my fondest memories of elementary school was the teacher handing out pages fresh from the Mimeograph machine. As soon as she would mine to me I would put it up to my nose to smell the fresh ink. LOVED it!
My grandmother saved green stamps for years to buy a complete silver table service for eight. Very good silverplate, too, still in its original mahagony case. The pieces seem to glow with all the diligence that she invested in that acquisition, now a family heirloom.
I got a cool stopwatch from the S&H store when I was a kid...3 1/2 books of stamps.
those were the days.
..and do you remember the Helm's bakery trucks?
So does it make me old if I admit that I remember all of these things and have USED a number of them?? I grew up next to a dairy store that actually delivered bottled milk in these big milk vans...lmao. Guess that REALLY makes me old..
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