Originally posted by Parallax When I was a kid my grandparents' house was about a half mile from a DeMonte plant that made, among other products, ketchup. The smell was unbelievably mouth watering.
I'll put on a big ol pot of boiling water.
Back in the late '50's, very early '60's in my part of town, there were still a few small stores that catered to people's basic food needs.
There was a butcher, a baker, not a candle stick maker that I can recall, but there was a fruiterer.
The wares they offered always seemed a bit better, than grocery stores.
As a kid if I had the price of admission, I would stop off at the bakery...to get an eccles Cake or maybe a jambuster...or a large glazed donut. They were delicious .
As I came close to the bakery....the aroma would emanate out of the shop....it would draw me in...I found I would suddenly be in the bakery...only because the little door bell had tinkled .
I would search my pockets for a dime, one thin dime and get ...usually...an eccles cake.
Now at the supermarket bakery, they may have jambusters...but usually with ersatz jam, rarely an eccles cake, and when it comes to donuts, you usually have to buy a six pack of donuts that to me, just don't taste like the donuts of yore.
In my suburb of over 100,000 people, I don't think there is one, old fashioned bakery left. Can't compete with prices of a supermarket I suppose, but unfortunately the supermarkets can't compete with the taste treats of an old fashioned, small bakery.
Just my bobservation.