Have you seen my milk cow? No, probably not since no one has one anymore. It hasn’t been that long ago that everyone had their own milk cow along with a huge garden. It was just what Americans did. We provided most of our own food. We were self-supporting. It left no room for laziness. If you didn’t work you didn’t eat. There wasn’t a department store on every corner then. When you went to town it was to purchase sugar and flour. Yes, women made their own bread. I’m afraid cooking is an art that is being lost with modernism. It wasn’t that long ago that women had to cook. It wasn’t optional. If you didn’t cook your family didn’t eat.
We have changed so quickly. My Mother has told me stories of taking a bath in a wash tub that was set in the kitchen floor. My Aunt Vivian tells of my Grandmother tacking newspapers to the walls to keep the wind out. I have heard that my Father’s Mother would add another cup of water to the soup when there was another mouth to feed. Going to church on Sunday was an event because you never went anywhere. Church was a place where you kept up with your neighbors.
Things are so very different now. Laundry is much easier to do. Of course the rich folks had servants to do their hard work back then but I did not come from such stock. My ancestors were poor in money but rich in family. The food was very good because the women took pride in their gardens and their cooking skills. I wish that part of America wasn’t being left behind.