I have always had this fantasy about living back in the earlier 1900s, like 30s or 40s. I think it looks like such a glamorous time to be alive. Everyone had good manners and dressed properly. Housewives wore adorable aprons and had nice hair and found joy in new-fangled contraptions like vaccums. (At least, I like to imagine that they did. Because even here in 2008, I love vacuuming.) One part of their charming world that I have always wanted to have is a milkman. Having milk delivered to the door in glass bottle...something about that has always just seemed so wonderful to me.
And now, my dream has come true. I have a milkman. I have an insulated box on my front porch where, every Saturday, I get 4 half-gallons of milk from a local family dairy farm. They come in paper cartons rather than glass bottles, but I still think it's charming. The milk tastes alot better than commisary milk (even though that's not too hard to beat!) or Safeway milk.
Just one more thing I love about living in Washington.
2 comments:
You are totally a pioneer reincarnate!:)
We have ALWAYS wanted to do this. It's too expensive for us right now to order from Winder Farms...but someday we WILL do it. We can't wait for the day!
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