Back in the day, this was a 'TREAT'. My Mom bought a six pack, half Grape and half Orange Crush. On Saturday night, sometime after doing our Saturday jobs, yes, I was required to dust, clean the bathroom, shake rugs and wash the kitchen floor. And taking baths and getting our shoes shined before church we were allowed to have 'pop'. In the Upper Midwest we don't call it soda, it's pop. The portion we got was in a Tupperware juice glass and probably equaled two ounces! It was a treat, not a 'BIG GULP' serving.
I was a kid when people drove cars like this one, COLORED CARS, not the silver, champaign and black variety that drive the streets now. Is the entire country depressed? Is this what a recession causes? People must drive colorless, boring vehicles until the economy recovers?! I digress...in these brightly colored cars there were little impressions on the inside of the glove box door. If you went to the 'drive in' for food you sat your glass of pop on the open door of the glove box, the cup could be about 5" tall. Now, how much is that? About the size of a children's portion at McDonalds today. Is it any wonder people were thinner?
The grill on this Harbor Blue 57 BelAir looks like a smile...or makes me smile every time I see it. This was the car I grew up with, this color, with great big white walls and a HUGE trunk and a push button radio playing Hello Mary Lou.
See that waist? That's why we got to drink two ounces of Orange Crush! I'm going to go put on my 1950's gingham checked 'house dress', grab my Diet Coke and go for a little ride in my dream machine. Summer has come to the tundra and it's going to be 80 today! Tammy's in Love...