I don’t recall the butter or the sugar - but it was toast in WARM milk. Come to think of it - it might not even have been toast! Just bread and warm milk.
Everytime my wife serves up some good meat I have to tell everyone how when we had meat for dinner, it would be sliced about twice as thick as bacon and we would each get two or three slices. I suppose mom bought one cut of meat from the farm up the road and sliced it so as to serve all six of us.
I don’t recall her growing potatoes, but lettuce and tomato was from the garden. She’s 93 now and has a better memory than I do. Always interesting to hear her talk of the old days.
She was not in dire straights though back then. Her father was a tailor - so perhaps did better than some with people wanting to mend their old clothes rather than buy new. She said it was something that everyone needed - and a lot of it was for barter. Including doctors, dentists, farmers, etc.
You should record it, I wish I'd recorded my dads stories.
Ask her questions, have her reminisce....and YOU document it all.
Something I wish I’d have done...please do it while you can..