The meatloaf was stellar. Mom made two meatloaves, actually. (Meatloafs? No, that would be a certain 70s rock singer and his doppelgänger.) One was "plain" and one was Mexican—it contained red and green peppers and some other seasoning. The cake was good, but I will have very pleasant fantasies about the ice cream, which was Stroh's brand Sanders Bumpy Cake: vanilla ice cream with bits of frosting from their locally famous chocolate butter cream frosting cake. I may have to go visit my mom this week. Frequently.
(Yes, the beer Stroh's. Stroh's Ice Cream was founded by the Stroh's brewery founders in 1919 to tide the company over during Prohibition. [link])
We also did get to take the telescope out, we being me, Mom, my nephew, and Wolf. It looked doubtful right up until sundown, but the skies cleared. My nephew set up the 'scope on the hill behind Mom's apartment complex, and we spent about 45 minutes aligning it and trying to look at stars. We ran into two roadblocks. One was our inexperience, which made us fumble a lot with the controls on the telescope. (It has lots of them, and a sophisticated remote unit to operate them). The other roadblock was all the ambient light from the surrounding suburbia. Sirius was bright, as were some of the bright stars in Orion, but Polaris was very dim, and we couldn't even find Saturn which I think is still supposed to be visible. It was fun, though. Next time we'll do better, I'm sure.
(Yes, the beer Stroh's. Stroh's Ice Cream was founded by the Stroh's brewery founders in 1919 to tide the company over during Prohibition. [link])
We also did get to take the telescope out, we being me, Mom, my nephew, and Wolf. It looked doubtful right up until sundown, but the skies cleared. My nephew set up the 'scope on the hill behind Mom's apartment complex, and we spent about 45 minutes aligning it and trying to look at stars. We ran into two roadblocks. One was our inexperience, which made us fumble a lot with the controls on the telescope. (It has lots of them, and a sophisticated remote unit to operate them). The other roadblock was all the ambient light from the surrounding suburbia. Sirius was bright, as were some of the bright stars in Orion, but Polaris was very dim, and we couldn't even find Saturn which I think is still supposed to be visible. It was fun, though. Next time we'll do better, I'm sure.


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Vernor's we have here now, if we hunt for it a bit. Sanders I get by mail order. But Stroh's ice cream! My mom used to buy that in pint containers. Not like the little round Ben and Jerry's or Hagendaz ones, these looked like today's one pound margarine box. Flat and square to fit into the freezer compartment in those old 1950s refrigerators that really only had room for two ice trays in there. It wouldn't stay frozen, but would keep for a couple of hours, so she would make a special trip for it just before starting dinner and we'd have to eat it all that night. Not hard to do, the pint got divided four ways: Mom and Dad, older brother, and me. Younger brother was too small to know the difference yet so he got pudding or something I guess.
Probably compared to some of today's premium ice creams, or the really good stuff I've had at places that make their own, it wouldn't be much, but jeez, what a nostalgia trip.
Stroh's, Faygo, Better Made.... a lot of the good stuff is still here. :)
Is there still Stroh's beer too? Not that it was that great, but the name was certainly Detroit.
Probably we'd have had some cheaper kind of ice cream, like maybe Sealtest, but the Stroh's came in a suitably sized box to fit in that ice compartment of the Philco refrigerator. I can remember those funny boxes very well.
New Era... sigh... those were the days. But I think Krun-Chee is ... no, I'm thinking of Krunchers, which I've seen at the 7-Elevens lately.
yeah huh? that reflective light has to go and ruin everything.. night before last out here in cow town was as if you could pluck a star right from the sky with your fingertips. shooting stars everywhere. i think your telescope calls for a road trip. go find you a good spot up north a ways.
We didn't go to Sanders stores much. I know we got their ice cream toppings and Bumpy Cakes, but I guess either Dad went and brought it back or we got them at grocery stores. They just opened a new Sanders store in downtown Grosse Pointe, and there's one at Oakland Mall. I don't know if the one at Houston-Whittier and Kelly is still there -- that would've been the one we went to if we did go, because I think it was the closest one to where we lived when I was a kidlet.
My mom took us downtown fairly often. She had worked there herself when she was younger, so was very familiar with the way around the narrow one way streets and such, and had shopping places she favored there such as the old J.L. Hudson main store. She had worked as a dental assistant for two different dentists both of whom had offices in the Whitney building, I think.
Anyway, I just barely remember some occasion when she had an appointment for something down there around lunch time, and dropped me in Sanders with a couple of bucks and instructions to get myself lunch and meet her afterward. Crowds have never been my favorite thing, but I survived it.
look what it says about april fools day:)
theres a cool pic on what it should look like:)
I linked to you on my blog. I'm sure beer-lovers everywhere are plotting how far away Michigan is.
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