These days a food phenomenon might involve kale and chia seeds.
In the mid 50’s our family loaded up the Plymouth and drove twenty-five miles to McDonalds. Hamburgers were 19 cents. We split an order of fries and I got my own bone-chilling chocolate shake.
Eisenhower was President, America had the atomic bomb, the rest of the world quaked. My mother took care of the house; my father used a leather belt.
For school lunches, I got baloney on white bread with mustard and mayonnaise—no lettuce—wrapped in waxed paper. I usually got a home made cookie too. Milk was a nickel and came in short bottles from Sun Up Dairy; a cardboard disc sealed the bottle and we lifted a little tab to pull it out.
My lunch pail was made of steel and would someday become a toolbox.