ozonetrooper
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Well I woke up this morning and it went to full tilt everything hurts by the second cup of coffee ....
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ozonetrooper
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Ain't that the truth !
Milo Willamson
Extreme Android User
easy we had wind up toys and buzz makers, and all you youth had talking rectangles for cells to keep you busy.
This AI image has it wrong: those Tootsie Roll and Mary Jane singles were a penny each. "Penny candy" was actually a penny.
If I had a nickel I was rich. A quarter and I would spend an hour trying to decide how to spend it. The purchase power of a quarter in the fifties was incredible.
McDonald's
1960s Menu Prices
I remember their prices were a couple of cents cheaper. The local drug store had a fountain counter. A coke, which they made in front of you, cost a nickel. A place across the tracks sold hamburgers. It was Ozie's and his burgers were a dime.
A true story: In 1964, my mother came home from the bank and gave my sister and I a brand new shiny Kennedy half dollar. I carried mine as insurance until I married in 1973. I later put it in a bezel and wore it around my neck. I still have it and it is incredibly worn considering it never rubbed against another coin. The point of the story is to point out just how much money a half dollar was in the sixties. It would buy a meal or even a couple of gallons of gas. The coin was great insurance.
1960s Menu Prices
- Hamburger: $0.15
- Cheeseburger: $0.19
- French Fries: $0.10
- Milkshake / Shake: $0.20
- Soda / Root Beer: $0.10 – $0.18
- Big Mac (introduced later in the decade): $0.45
I remember their prices were a couple of cents cheaper. The local drug store had a fountain counter. A coke, which they made in front of you, cost a nickel. A place across the tracks sold hamburgers. It was Ozie's and his burgers were a dime.
A true story: In 1964, my mother came home from the bank and gave my sister and I a brand new shiny Kennedy half dollar. I carried mine as insurance until I married in 1973. I later put it in a bezel and wore it around my neck. I still have it and it is incredibly worn considering it never rubbed against another coin. The point of the story is to point out just how much money a half dollar was in the sixties. It would buy a meal or even a couple of gallons of gas. The coin was great insurance.
Yep: I remember our family or four going to McDonald's as a rare treat. That was the classic architecture: canted roofline and the golden arches on the sides. We each got a cheeseburger, fries and a Coca-Cola (there was only one size cup: I think it was 10 ounces) in waxed paper cups, no lids, and a paper straw. A carhop would bring it out to the car and the tray rested outside on Dad's window ledge. Mom would open the glovebox and use the door as a tray (there was a little round indention to hold the cup). I also remember, even in the mid-to-late 1960s, a Krystal burger was 10 cents.
Milo Willamson
Extreme Android User
I think it was the invention of ziplock bags, we where so happy to store our blueberries in fridge and freezers, then came anti-freezer bags, and we would be happy with twistie ties too....
Hutchinson, where the Kansas state fair is held yearly, had the only McDonald's that I knew when I was a kid. Wichita, a much larger city was without. Half of the treat of going to the fair with the neighbors was to eat at McDonald's. Even as a little kid, it struck me odd that it had an all male staff. The White Castle franchise started in Wichita. So did Pizza Hut but we never ate at either. Eating out just didn't happen but on rare occasions. If the family came to visit over a big weekend, there was a better chance of eating out. Otherwise, it was good ol' home cookin'. I was in high school and had my own car before I ever tasted pizza, Mexican cuisine, or oriental cooking. We were poor.. but mostly people just didn't eat out all of the time. There are so many fast foot eateries and restaurants in my small city of 36K that it blows my mind they survive. As an example: There is the original family owned parlor called Pizza Johns. Pizza Hut, Dominos, Godfathers, Pappa Johns, Gambino's, Little Busters, Madrocks, Firehouse Subs, Little Cesar's, Casey's, McAlister's, and Pappa Murphy's all fighting for their piece of the pizza market. How do they survive unless everyone is eating pizza out ever night. The burger places and Mexican eateries are the same. Obviously, it is a 180° change from when I was a kid. Life in the fast lane.
Milo Willamson
Extreme Android User
I did not knew that Casey's was a chain, I thought the gas station / convient store was in here in my back yard though.. Huh. We had a Godfather's, and we had a Village Inn of where we ate there perodically, we hand made our pizzas nearly from when I was in high school, maybe before then, and we had family dinner on Sunday's with pizza, almost clockwork until we get the deals at Pappa Murphy's pizza.. We have a Mcalister's near by the Menards up here.
There was a family owned Italian restaurant in town when I was growing up. It was called Angelo's. Me and my buddy shared an apartment once out of high school and it was near enough to Angelo's that they delivered. I must say they made excellent pizza. There was a Pizza Inn and a Shakey's in Wichita when I was a big kid. I ate at both once I was out on my own. I never ate at any of them while growing up. It's the same thing with oriental cuisine. There was a long established restaurant in Wichita called Mar's Garden. I googled the place and they opened the year I was born. Did I ever eat there... no sir. Not until I was out on my own.
It just wasn't a thing to eat out. We lacked the funds. We lacked the nice clothing. And to be honest, we had never eaten that stuff and wasn't about to waste money on it.
I can eat Italian, Chinese, or Mexican and be a happy camper. Maybe because I was deprived all of my youth. I think it's because of the new spices that I instantly loved. It wasn't just salt and pepper.
It just wasn't a thing to eat out. We lacked the funds. We lacked the nice clothing. And to be honest, we had never eaten that stuff and wasn't about to waste money on it.
I can eat Italian, Chinese, or Mexican and be a happy camper. Maybe because I was deprived all of my youth. I think it's because of the new spices that I instantly loved. It wasn't just salt and pepper.
I haven't heard Shakey's in years.
Outside of stopping at "Kentucky Colonel's" on the way to our grandma's house, Shakey's was the only place I can remember us eating out at.
Mom would cook us breakfast, before school every day and then we'd have home cooking at night.
We definitely didn't eat out much
Outside of stopping at "Kentucky Colonel's" on the way to our grandma's house, Shakey's was the only place I can remember us eating out at.
Mom would cook us breakfast, before school every day and then we'd have home cooking at night.
We definitely didn't eat out much
Oddly enough, watching baseball, I see Shakey's Pizza advertisements. It's the West coast home games where the ads are aired. They made a good pie and it was a fun place to eat and be entertained.
We traveled to Oklahoma for ever possible holiday, birthday, and any excuse that my mother could come up with. Her family was tight. We ate at a hole in the wall place that was half way through the journey. Their sign was a cross with "A" being the intersection of the words EAT GAS
And they had that right But by the time I reached ten or so, the town opened a Sonic. My sister and I were in heaven! Nothing is quite as good as the old Sonic chili cheese footlong. When I was a kid, the convenience store was a pop machine and a cigarette machine at the gas station. A free map of every state could be had inside and the bathrooms were on the side of the building. Some stations even had a chiller on the edge of their drive where you could buy a block of ice. My dad was a mean mo fo with an ice pick.