My 30 year old kids heard from me lately the story of massaging the color button on the bag of white Oleo.
I remember that once my Dad came back from a business trip to Illinois to our home in Wisconsin (the dairy state) with a contraband supply of pre-colored margarine. Anyone here remember those days?
What Len needs is a milk cow, churn and butter mold with a elk head cutout in it.
Yes Len, some of us can even remember the days before margarine. A cow was milked twice a day. Cream was skimmed off and saved to make butter. We had about a five or six gallon pottery crock for a churn and a small electic motor with a paddle. The butter was separated from the "buttermilk" and was salted and kneaded to get the liquid out and then put in "molds" and put in the "fridgidaire". (Circa 1954, Alabama hill country).
I think my kids would leave home if they had to milk a cow twice a day and had no TV.
I do recall the big whoopla over the Oleo thing (that's why I mentioned it in my first post), we didn't mix in the coloring and left it whiteish (as I recall). The neighbors were dairy farmers (of course) and they we're not too upset with the Oleo (it must have been less expensive for them to buy). The next door farmer had "milk toast" for breakfast nearly every day, pretty much pure cream and a thick toasted slice of home-made bread. I still miss the days helping out on that farm and having "raw" milk. Every once in a while I get around a dairy farm and get a jug of raw milk for drinking (my wife hates the stuff... says its too thick).
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