Monday, June 28, 2010

Market


Good Monday morning to you all. Old Market week continues today with this picture from 1937, which shows what looks like a little grocery store. The woman appears to be buying the Asparagus. Also, looks like there is a tray of chickens for sale. Wow, I hope those chickens are on ice!

Domestic Update:

I am continuing to progress on the construction of the greenhouse. The only question issue right now is that the  weatherman calls for rain all week. This was the week that I was going to get the holes dug for the ground stakes. Hopefully the rain won't put us too far behind schedule.

9 comments:

  1. WOW. it is a miracle that any one lived beyond their first meal.
    I really can't see any thing for cooling down the meat and it is all exposed to what ever comes along, like flies people touching it.
    But we were a hardier bred back then. There was no such thing as a indoor butcher shop. Animals were butchered in the open air.
    Remember people drank from open wells and streams and lakes without thinking twice about what might be in the water.

    Wish you luck on your weather so you can get things done

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  2. Here in Gravenhurst, Ontario we hold an award winning farmers' market each Wednesday from 9 AM until 2 PM during the summer. It is held in a lakeside park area and is a wonderful place to spend a relaxed summer morning.

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  3. I don't think health and safety or food hygiene laws had any meaning back then. Didn't seem to do our grandparents any harm though.

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  4. Both women are so nicely dressed! Now, when I go to the store, I feel as if I ought to avert my eyes most of the time. I'll admit I don't get dressed up like Lady Astor's pet horse, myself, but I don't go schlepping around in my jammies or short-shorts, either.

    As far as keeping things on ice goes, at the time this photo was taken most homes did not own an electric refrigerator, and women shopped for fresh (not slaughtered who knows when and left sitting in a warehouse) meat on a daily basis - every other day at the most. Those chickens went from the barn yard to the table in under 24 hours.

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  5. One thought about the chickens... these were probably grown and processed at a very small farm and so were much "cleaner" to start out with than the poultry that we are used to now. Between factory farms and modern slaughterhouses the bacteria level of meat has increased astronomically. The bacteria count of a modern processed bird is way up in the tens of thousands, even with all of the hygiene and sterilization safeguards in place. A homegrown and processed bird has a count of maybe a hundred. Not saying the lack of refrigeration and flies and such is not a concern, but just that the two factors might offset each other a bit.

    And I am loving the clothing of the stout gal on the left.I want her shoes! Anybody know where one could get this kind of shoe nowadays?

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  6. Lady Anne... looks like you and I were commenting at the same time (and with much the same thoughts as well;-D)

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  7. I just went into the grocery store yesterday, and managed to get out of there without speaking to a single person! Got my own things off the shelf, ran through the self-checkout and was out of there. Quite a change from when doing the grocery shopping was one of the social highlights of the day. I guess we've decided that speed is more important than human contact.

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  8. (That contrasts to Saturday morning's farmers' market, where I spent 20 mins talking to a farmer and about the same talking to 3 local chefs.)

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  9. Doesn't look that different from Cullen's Corner Market in Bozeman around the block from my grandparents' house. Even though they were well in town, my grandfather grew his own basic vegetables and fruits and had a coop in back for chicken's and eggs. Any harvested extras were traded to Cullen's for credit on more exotic fare than could be grown in the back yard.

    As a wee lad, Cullen's was absolutely essential for cinnamon bears and licorice. Last time I was there, My grandfather's was replaced by a playground, but, Cullen's was still there, hanging on by a thread. Not as many groceries, mostly cheap plastic stuff and CD's. Still an outlet for locally grown veggies, though.

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