Mmmm...Vernor’s...
My Dad’s from Wisconsin and Mom grew up in Michigan. They both loved the stuff...we ended up in Vermont, so whenever any friends visited the Midwest, Dad had a standing order for them to bring back as much as they could tote.
I tried to do the same by plane a few years ago, but one can didn’t make the trip, and it was...rather messy. :-\ So in spite of being able to get it here in Washington (I have some in the fridge right now, as a matter of fact!), I don’t think I’ll attempt to take any home with me this weekend.
hiya Rosie. We can, strangely enough, get Vernor’s here in Dallas. You just gotta know where to go.
Like your parents, childhood memories span a lot.