Prune Whip
I remember back in Great Depression days when we didn't have a refrigerator. Hey, we didn't even have electricity. Some folks were lucky enough to have a spring house to keep milk and other foods cool. It was usually a concrete block or stone shanty built over a spring of running water. We weren't so blessed. I don't remember eating ground beef during those days either. Mother seldom was able to drive into town. She did most of her shopping in a nearby small grocery store at a country crossroads. They didn't carry fresh meat. Mother kept chickens so we had our own eggs.
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