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Tuesday, April 13, 2021
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Steve Skubinna
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What was the catchphrase they had on their advertising? 10, 2 and 4, wasn't it?
I also remember, when just a type, that they suggested drinking it hot. That always seemed more than a little off to me. Even as a kid I knew that heating it would kill the carbonation, and what's the point without the fizz?
Steve: I remember seeing commercials on TV when I was a kid about "hot" Dr. Pepper. Even then, I had the same question as you: won't all the fizz go away?
Loved the cold stuff, though. It was definitely one of my favorite soda pop brands. Grandma Paco kept her refrigerator stocked with a mix of sodas - Cheerwine, Coke (or Pepsi) and Dr. Pepper - and there was nothing quite like walking into her kitchen in the late summer afternoon after spending several hours running around the fields and the woods with my cousins, and popping the top on an ice cold Dr. Pepper (naturally, as was the case with most farm houses in the area, there was a bottle opener mounted on the kitchen counter). There was usually a yellow cake with milk chocolate icing to go with it. Pure heaven. Grandma's place in the summer on a sunny day is usually how I picture heaven, come to think of it.
At my grandmother's house it was either Dr. Pepper or root beer of some kind. My grandmother wouldn't have Coke in the house because she said my grandfather (who died when I was a baby) was addicted to Coke. Of course, his addiction began back in the beginning of the 20th century when Coke had actual cocaine in it.
My Irish grandma's house had lots of cream soda. Whenever I drink that it brings back memories. Which makes Capt. Morgan and ginger ale a dangerous drink, it tastes just like cream soday. My Italian grandma's house had jugs of homemade vino, which was more dangerous.
The house my grandparents lived in when they got married was given to them by my grandmother's father. Although they eventually built onto it, it originally did have an outhouse, which was located about 40 yards away across a field next to the woods. I can imagine how awful it would have been trekking out there in January, so the chamber pots made sense. I guess they got used to the nighttime convenience, so continued to use them even after they got indoor plumbing.
we had a cottage at the lake that had indoor plumbing, a pump handle at the kitchen sink, and an outhouse, I don't remember any chamber pots, but it was a summer place.
My grandfather lived in Laurieton, on the N.S.W. north coast. As a kid we'd go up there on summer vacation. His home was located right next to the river had an outhouse out back and a wood-fire stove that also served as water heater.
Sometimes, on a morning rising tide, we'd pack a picnic lunch and an esky with ice and soft drinks(the locally produced brand somehow was better and more refreshing than the soft drinks available in Sydney)and drift down the river while fishing in my grandfather's boat. We'd reach the lake around lunch time and picnic on the bank. Then we'd drift back on the falling tide.
We caught plenty of fish and blue-swimmer crabs. Dinner was crab(yum) and fresh fish and chips. That wood-fire stove and comfy sofa made the place so cozy after a day out. Best. Vacations. Ever.
15 comments:
What was the catchphrase they had on their advertising? 10, 2 and 4, wasn't it?
I also remember, when just a type, that they suggested drinking it hot. That always seemed more than a little off to me. Even as a kid I knew that heating it would kill the carbonation, and what's the point without the fizz?
"Drink a bite to eat ... ...!"
Why did she behead that woman?
I hate when advertising has a backstory they don't explain.
Steve: I remember seeing commercials on TV when I was a kid about "hot" Dr. Pepper. Even then, I had the same question as you: won't all the fizz go away?
Loved the cold stuff, though. It was definitely one of my favorite soda pop brands. Grandma Paco kept her refrigerator stocked with a mix of sodas - Cheerwine, Coke (or Pepsi) and Dr. Pepper - and there was nothing quite like walking into her kitchen in the late summer afternoon after spending several hours running around the fields and the woods with my cousins, and popping the top on an ice cold Dr. Pepper (naturally, as was the case with most farm houses in the area, there was a bottle opener mounted on the kitchen counter). There was usually a yellow cake with milk chocolate icing to go with it. Pure heaven. Grandma's place in the summer on a sunny day is usually how I picture heaven, come to think of it.
V: That was probably the head of a Coca Cola imbiber. I understand competition was fierce back in the day!
At my grandmother's house it was either Dr. Pepper or root beer of some kind. My grandmother wouldn't have Coke in the house because she said my grandfather (who died when I was a baby) was addicted to Coke. Of course, his addiction began back in the beginning of the 20th century when Coke had actual cocaine in it.
I saw “hot” Dr Pepper served at college games; never could see the appeal of it myself.
I still enjoy an occasional diet Dr Pepper.
My Irish grandma's house had lots of cream soda. Whenever I drink that it brings back memories. Which makes Capt. Morgan and ginger ale a dangerous drink, it tastes just like cream soday.
My Italian grandma's house had jugs of homemade vino, which was more dangerous.
Grandma's house was heavenly, except for the chamber pots under the beds.
My grandparents kept a chamber pot under their bed, too!
a chamber pot beats a long walk to the privy on a cold night.
The house my grandparents lived in when they got married was given to them by my grandmother's father. Although they eventually built onto it, it originally did have an outhouse, which was located about 40 yards away across a field next to the woods. I can imagine how awful it would have been trekking out there in January, so the chamber pots made sense. I guess they got used to the nighttime convenience, so continued to use them even after they got indoor plumbing.
we had a cottage at the lake that had indoor plumbing, a pump handle at the kitchen sink, and an outhouse, I don't remember any chamber pots, but it was a summer place.
My grandfather lived in Laurieton, on the N.S.W. north coast.
As a kid we'd go up there on summer vacation.
His home was located right next to the river had an outhouse out back and a wood-fire stove that also served as water heater.
Sometimes, on a morning rising tide, we'd pack a picnic lunch and an esky with ice and soft drinks(the locally produced brand somehow was better and more refreshing than the soft drinks available in Sydney)and drift down the river while fishing in my grandfather's boat.
We'd reach the lake around lunch time and picnic on the bank.
Then we'd drift back on the falling tide.
We caught plenty of fish and blue-swimmer crabs.
Dinner was crab(yum) and fresh fish and chips.
That wood-fire stove and comfy sofa made the place so cozy after a day out.
Best. Vacations. Ever.
Sounds wonderful, Mike!
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