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The fridge is in. Sorry for the delay. :03:
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I'm old enough to have seen a few of those still in service when I was a small child. In fact, my Irish grandparents, who clung to their ways tenaciously, used to have ice delivered to their home via an outdoor port such as shown below:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v1...cebox_Door.jpg
The iceman would come around to the back with a large block of ice, open the little door as shown below the window in the picture, put the block in a galvanized steel compartment and close the door. Inside the house, there was an "icebox" directly adjacent or, better still, below, the compartment holding the ice. Perishibles were placed in the icebox and kept cold by the proximity of the iceblock. I used to to be awed by the sight of the iceman hauling out thiose big blocks of ice with huge icetongs and then carring them over his shoulder to the icebox...
Because of my grandparents, I was also able to see first hand how cooking and baking used to be done before gas and electricity; they still had a woodburning stove and oven and were easily able to cook almost anything to perfection. When I was a bit older, about 4 or 5, they would put a stool up next to the stove, I would stand on it and assist in starting the fire in the morning and in the cooking of breakfast. I do miss those days. Poptarts may be convenient, but thay lack charm and warmth and really aren't memorable...
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