So, I'm in Target the other day at lunch...was roaming about in the kitchen/housewares section killing some time. I saw a woman pick up one of these cheese graters and the little girl riding in her basket looked at it, curiously, and asked what it was...
Ye Olde Cheese Grater |
The woman said that "in the olden days it was how people had to make grated cheese". The little girl scrunched up her face and went back to the distraction of her Mother's smart phone.
THE OLDEN DAYS?
Seriously?
Have we changed that much as a society and prepackaged shredded cheese has become so ubiquitous that the next generation will not know how to take a block of cheese and shred it by hand? I'm not yet 50 but one of my fun memories is actually begging to be the one to shred the cheese for some dinner casserole my Mom or Grandma was making. I loved watching that solid block turn into fluffy mounds of cheese heaven. I enjoyed shredding it and not pulling it up until it was overfull (or Mom said 'OK, that's enough') and then watching all the cheese fall onto the plate. It always seemed like way more than was possible.
We have two of these "olden days" graters, one in town and one at the farm. Isn't it the ultimate in non-electric utilitarianism? What's next, knives are from the days of yore? Ancient antiquity manual can opener?
What about you...anything you use that someone else might say is from the olden days?
What about you...anything you use that someone else might say is from the olden days?