Reminds me of getting only plain ole regular white milk when I was in school in the 50s and 60s.
And many of us survived.
We drank whole milk. We had to take the thick rich cream off the top of the gallon jar.
I have yet to taste real butter that tastes as good of what we used to make at home.
The 50’s were the best of times.
Did you get them in the half pint carton like I did here in New York? Then when the carton was empty we would jump on it and it would bang and drive our teacher crazy. So all lunch hour all you would hear would be bang bang bang bang bang LOL.