Who would have thought that the WalMart in heavily Hispanic Harlingen,
TX would carry Gus' pickles. I just feasted on the half-sours of my
childhood.

I feel like I should have bought as many $5 jars (I know that's a lot
for pickles)as would fit in my fridge, but I held back.

The pickles were crisp and still somewhat green, exactly the way I love
them.

My mom would make shopping forays into NYC and the Lower East Side.
Every trip would end with a gallon bottle of Gus' pickles. I remember
going to the corner with her and getting the pickles straight out of the
barrel.

I'm thinking of saving all the pickle juice and getting some unwaxed
cukes to put in the jar after I've eaten all the pickles.

I am in pickle heaven!
--
Janet Wilder
Way-the-heck-south Texas
Spelling doesn't count. Cooking does.

In article om>,
Janet Wilder > wrote:

> My mom would make shopping forays into NYC and the Lower East Side.
> Every trip would end with a gallon bottle of Gus' pickles. I remember
> going to the corner with her and getting the pickles straight out of the
> barrel.
>
> I'm thinking of saving all the pickle juice and getting some unwaxed
> cukes to put in the jar after I've eaten all the pickles.
>
> I am in pickle heaven!

Slightly related. I wandered into a store called "World Market" the
other day and discovered that they still make Bosco. I'm fairly certain
that I haven't seen Bosco in this area in thirty years or more. It's one
of those stores where you could fill a gift basket with odds and ends
that would leave recipients scratching their heads. I'm surprised that
they didn't have monkey meat in a can that you used to be able to buy in
Reno at the only delicatessen here in the sixties. There hasn't been a
deli like it since around here.
Unrefrigerated hanging meat of all sorts, an open hogshead of pickles,
room temperature cheeses, an unforgettable aroma and the best sandwiches
I ever ate, all from a small storefront. My memory must be boring to
those of you who still experience that pleasure. It's gone from here.
Yeah, Tony's Delicatessen, just up the street from the Mapes Hotel. I
can't even imagine the delis that New York City, Chicago and Milwaukee
had back then.

leo

In article om>,
says...
>
> Who would have thought that the WalMart in heavily Hispanic Harlingen,
> TX would carry Gus' pickles. I just feasted on the half-sours of my
> childhood.
>
> I feel like I should have bought as many $5 jars (I know that's a lot
> for pickles)as would fit in my fridge, but I held back.
>
> The pickles were crisp and still somewhat green, exactly the way I love
> them.
>
> My mom would make shopping forays into NYC and the Lower East Side.
> Every trip would end with a gallon bottle of Gus' pickles. I remember
> going to the corner with her and getting the pickles straight out of the
> barrel.
>
> I'm thinking of saving all the pickle juice and getting some unwaxed
> cukes to put in the jar after I've eaten all the pickles.
>
> I am in pickle heaven!

Oh in my childhood there was Cusano's - they had these huge jars of sour
pickles. My cousin and I used to go over there on a Saturday and get a
couple pickles, then back to my house to watch a Creature Double Feature
on WLVI.

I love spicy pickles too.

On 2012-12-21, Janet Wilder > wrote:
> Who would have thought that the WalMart in heavily Hispanic Harlingen,
> TX would carry Gus' pickles.

Uh-oh!

We've been down this road before and it wasn't pretty. Your post has
an ominous ring to it.

http://www.fastcompany.com/47593/wal-mart-you-dont-know

nb

On 12/21/2012 8:46 AM, notbob wrote:
> On 2012-12-21, Janet Wilder > wrote:
>> Who would have thought that the WalMart in heavily Hispanic Harlingen,
>> TX would carry Gus' pickles.
>
> Uh-oh!
>
> We've been down this road before and it wasn't pretty. Your post has
> an ominous ring to it.
>
> http://www.fastcompany.com/47593/wal-mart-you-dont-know
>
> nb
>
The Vlasic story is pretty old. I did applaud Vlasic.

--
Janet Wilder
Way-the-heck-south Texas
Spelling doesn't count. Cooking does.

On 12/20/2012 10:56 PM, Leonard Blaisdell wrote:

> Slightly related. I wandered into a store called "World Market" the
> other day and discovered that they still make Bosco.

I can still sing the Bosco jingle. (but don't ask me where I put my keys
5 minutes ago)

--
Janet Wilder
Way-the-heck-south Texas
Spelling doesn't count. Cooking does.

On Friday, December 21, 2012 8:28:26 PM UTC-5, Janet Wilder wrote:
> On 12/20/2012 10:56 PM, Leonard Blaisdell wrote:
>
>
>
>
>
> I can still sing the Bosco jingle. (but don't ask me where I put my keys
>
> 5 minutes ago)

Hey - how do you think I remember that D is the 'sunshine vitamin'? From the Bosco song!!

We had a little paraphrase on it - something about "Mommy puts it in my milk to try to poison me."

I think we were probably more loyal, tho, to Ovaltine in our house and Capt. Midnight's shakeup cup. I think Shledon says he still has his.

On Thursday, December 20, 2012 10:56:41 PM UTC-6, Leonard Blaisdell wrote:
> I wandered into a store called "World Market" the
>
> other day and discovered that they still make Bosco. I'm fairly certain
>
> that I haven't seen Bosco in this area in thirty years or more.

My brother liked Bosco. I found it nasty.
>
> leo

--Bryan

On 2/8/2013 8:05 PM, Kalmia wrote:
> On Friday, December 21, 2012 8:28:26 PM UTC-5, Janet Wilder wrote:
>> On 12/20/2012 10:56 PM, Leonard Blaisdell wrote:
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> I can still sing the Bosco jingle. (but don't ask me where I put my keys
>>
>> 5 minutes ago)
>
> Hey - how do you think I remember that D is the 'sunshine vitamin'? From the Bosco song!!
>
> We had a little paraphrase on it - something about "Mommy puts it in my milk to try to poison me."
>
> I think we were probably more loyal, tho, to Ovaltine in our house and Capt. Midnight's shakeup cup. I think Shledon says he still has his.
>

"I love Bosco. That's the drink for me. Bosco gives me iron and sunshine
vitamin D. Mommy puts it in my milk to try and poison me. Oh I love
Bosco. That's the drink for me."

We used 'Hershey Syrup' for malteds and ice cream but Nestle's Quick for
chocolate milk.

Now ask me where I put my car keys five minutes ago and I haven't a
clue. Getting old is a bitch.

--
Janet Wilder
Way-the-heck-south Texas
Spelling doesn't count. Cooking does.

On 2/9/2013 11:01 AM, Janet Wilder wrote:
> "I love Bosco. That's the drink for me. Bosco gives me iron and sunshine
> vitamin D. Mommy puts it in my milk to try and poison me. Oh I love
> Bosco. That's the drink for me."
>
> We used 'Hershey Syrup' for malteds and ice cream but Nestle's Quick for
> chocolate milk.
>
> Now ask me where I put my car keys five minutes ago and I haven't a
> clue. Getting old is a bitch.

I always put my car keys in the same place. The minute I get home and
turn the car off they go into my purse even before I walk into the
house. I always put my purse in the same place, too

Jill

On 10/02/2013 8:52 AM, jmcquown wrote:
> On 2/9/2013 11:01 AM, Janet Wilder wrote:
>> "I love Bosco. That's the drink for me. Bosco gives me iron and sunshine
>> vitamin D. Mommy puts it in my milk to try and poison me. Oh I love
>> Bosco. That's the drink for me."
>>
>> We used 'Hershey Syrup' for malteds and ice cream but Nestle's Quick for
>> chocolate milk.
>>
>> Now ask me where I put my car keys five minutes ago and I haven't a
>> clue. Getting old is a bitch.
>
> I always put my car keys in the same place. The minute I get home and
> turn the car off they go into my purse even before I walk into the
> house. I always put my purse in the same place, too
>
I have a hook on the wall around from the door. When I come in the house
I immediately put my keys on the hook so I always know where to find them.

Ok..... most of the time... ;-)

Dave Smith > wrote:

-snip-
>I have a hook on the wall around from the door. When I come in the house
>I immediately put my keys on the hook so I always know where to find them.
>

Mine are always in my pocket. So as long as I remember to put my
pants on, I'm good to go.

Jim

"Jim Elbrecht" > wrote in message
...
> Dave Smith > wrote:
>
> -snip-
>>I have a hook on the wall around from the door. When I come in the house
>>I immediately put my keys on the hook so I always know where to find them.
>>
>
> Mine are always in my pocket. So as long as I remember to put my
> pants on, I'm good to go.

.... and if you forget to put your pants on you are in trouble anyway

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On Sun, 10 Feb 2013 08:52:00 -0500, jmcquown >
wrote:

> On 2/9/2013 11:01 AM, Janet Wilder wrote:
> >
> > Now ask me where I put my car keys five minutes ago and I haven't a
> > clue. Getting old is a bitch.
>
> I always put my car keys in the same place. The minute I get home and
> turn the car off they go into my purse even before I walk into the
> house. I always put my purse in the same place, too
>
Sounds like you don't lock the door between your garage and your
house. I need my keys to stay out because the door from the garage to
my basement is locked as is the door from the stairwell into the main
part of the house. My keys rarely go missing though because I'm
pretty good about putting them away after that. When we had multiple
cars, I had a key rack next to the upstairs door so they'd go there as
soon as I got home. The television remote is another story. Hubby
and I have different preferred spots for it and god only knows what
happens to it when kids (of all ages) come over.

--
Food is an important part of a balanced diet.

On Sun, 10 Feb 2013 11:27:59 -0500, Dave Smith
> wrote:

>On 10/02/2013 8:52 AM, jmcquown wrote:
>> On 2/9/2013 11:01 AM, Janet Wilder wrote:
>>> "I love Bosco. That's the drink for me. Bosco gives me iron and sunshine
>>> vitamin D. Mommy puts it in my milk to try and poison me. Oh I love
>>> Bosco. That's the drink for me."
>>>
>>> We used 'Hershey Syrup' for malteds and ice cream but Nestle's Quick for
>>> chocolate milk.
>>>
>>> Now ask me where I put my car keys five minutes ago and I haven't a
>>> clue. Getting old is a bitch.
>>
>> I always put my car keys in the same place. The minute I get home and
>> turn the car off they go into my purse even before I walk into the
>> house. I always put my purse in the same place, too
>>
>I have a hook on the wall around from the door. When I come in the house
>I immediately put my keys on the hook so I always know where to find them.

Whenever I turn off my vehical my keys are removed and stay in my hand
until they go into my pocket (if away from home) or when at home they
go directly into my desk drawer.

On 2/10/2013 12:37 PM, Ophelia wrote:
>
>
> "Jim Elbrecht" > wrote in message
> ...
>> Dave Smith > wrote:
>>
>> -snip-
>>> I have a hook on the wall around from the door. When I come in the house
>>> I immediately put my keys on the hook so I always know where to find
>>> them.
>>>
>>
>> Mine are always in my pocket. So as long as I remember to put my
>> pants on, I'm good to go.
>
> ... and if you forget to put your pants on you are in trouble anyway
>
If it's cold he'll remember fast enough when he goes outside!

Jill

"jmcquown" > wrote in message
...
> On 2/10/2013 12:37 PM, Ophelia wrote:
>>
>>
>> "Jim Elbrecht" > wrote in message
>> ...
>>> Dave Smith > wrote:
>>>
>>> -snip-
>>>> I have a hook on the wall around from the door. When I come in the
>>>> house
>>>> I immediately put my keys on the hook so I always know where to find
>>>> them.
>>>>
>>>
>>> Mine are always in my pocket. So as long as I remember to put my
>>> pants on, I'm good to go.
>>
>> ... and if you forget to put your pants on you are in trouble anyway
>>
> If it's cold he'll remember fast enough when he goes outside!

Oh yes <g>

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http://www.shop.helpforheroes.org.uk/

On 2/10/2013 1:42 PM, sf wrote:

> Sounds like you don't lock the door between your garage and your
> house. I need my keys to stay out because the door from the garage to
> my basement is locked as is the door from the stairwell into the main
> part of the house. My keys rarely go missing though because I'm
> pretty good about putting them away after that. When we had multiple
> cars, I had a key rack next to the upstairs door so they'd go there as
> soon as I got home. The television remote is another story. Hubby
> and I have different preferred spots for it and god only knows what
> happens to it when kids (of all ages) come over.
>
This is why we have two remote controls...