Recently occurred to me that if I am able to instigate a local chocolate chip cookie baking contest, I may also be able to secure a place on the judging panel?
These ideas often come to me but seldom do I act on them. I'm too busy right now trying to instigate a pot luck at work for absolutely no other reason than...crockpots!
What a jip! Every 15 "of those" and there's a "free" one. I guess they gotta keep stock holders or CEOs paid somehow. Why care about the customer. Kinda sad one has to look at and study everything they're buying.
This started way back in the 70's. I remember how disgusted it made me. It also made me feel cheap when selling products that did this.
Remember when a half gallon of ice cream was a real half gallon. Like buying yogurt. The bottoms of the containers keep getting closer to the lid.
Life was very much different 119 years ago. A half dugout house on the LS Ranch in the Texas Panhandle, 1907, carved into the earth for shelter against the cold winter wind and summer heat, reflects frontier ingenuity, where ranch families adapted to harsh conditions, building simple homes that blended into the land and symbolized endurance, survival, and early Western settlement life.
A wet burlap covered jug sure kept the water cool as it evaporated. Many people with their Stanley cups today, will never know the taste and smell of drinking out of a burlap covered jug. Or drinking from a metal dipper that always hung on a piece of wire at the water well.
Not a dipper, but a tin cup that hung on a nail in the barn...just well water out of the frostless hydrant to the barn. Sure tasted good after coming down from stacking hay bales clear to the roof!
Knowing where natural springs were located was always an added bonus while brook trout fishing on the hottest of summer days. Now-a-days, some just lug around those ever present water bottles......