My mother knew how to feed 5 people on a pound of ground beef and what she could get out of the garden; or she would literally go to the meat shop and get a bag of bones to crack with a hammer (get to the marrow, you know) and make soup, if we couldn't afford the ground beef. She would ask the grocer for fruit ready to be thrown in the garbage, pare off the bad spots, and make a cut-up fruit salad or juice the good half of the orange!
And at no point did we kids think ourselves deprived. Far from it. We always had our parents' love, attention, discipline, guidance, and care.
Until his last 6 years on the job, my father never made more thn the minimum wage, and yet at the end of his life he owned his own home and had savings: not debt, savings. Which he bequeathed to us, providing to the last!
Boston has deprived children, that I believe. Not because of the scarcity of plain good food, but the scarcity of plain good parenting.
Awesome post, Mrs. Don-O. Thank you.
“Boston has deprived children, that I believe. Not because of the scarcity of plain good food, but the scarcity of plain good parenting.”
AMEN to that!!