“Soon we will all have to go back to making our own margarine in a squeeze bag! (Only the senior citizens will remember this.)”
As a young girl I would go on ‘Midnight Margarine Runs’ with Mom & Grandma as we snuck across the Illinois Border to buy EVIL margarine which was ILLEGAL in Wisconsin at the time.
If I was A Good Girl on the trip from Milwaukee and back, I’d get to stir in the yellow color packets the next morning, LOL!
I was ALWAYS a Good Girl, but I was obviuosly corrupted and taught to disobey STUPID laws even way back when! :)
I used to do the same thing as a young lad. We'd drive down I-94 to just over the Illinois border where there was a store that stocked oleo-margarine by the case and come back with cases of it. (For some reason my dad didn't like butter!?)