On Tuesday, January 15 of 1957, I had to do my usual chore of Grocery Shopping, in the Frost. This was Little Me back than in Horst, The Netherlands, with typical low skies and kind of foggy weather. Standing next to the driveway fence, at the age of almost 6. My Mom was pregnant with child #6 and my brother Harry was born 3 weeks later. It always fell upon me, to do the shopping chores, on foot or on my kick-bike. I do remember getting frosty white fingers when toting the heavy shopping bag home with me for one kilometer or 0.6 mile one way over a cinder street on foot. That's what life was like, back than. A kick-bike is no good on icy cinder roads!
It was quite an adventure to go to our local Albert Heijn grocery store.
Do you remember that they had to weigh the beans, the flour, the sugar etc. and taking it out of those wooden bins into a paper bag?
This photo below, I just bought and down loaded, from Nationale Beeldbank in The Netherlands and it shows the very first Albert Heijn grocery store in The Netherlands. The one I walked to, looked very similar.
If you would like to have a better view, look at this video clip from the→(click) Beeldbank in The Netherlands with a good showing of the interior at such a local grocer kruidenier in the 50s.
This was before Super Markets came along...
Every time when I went shopping I did get a paper cone with candy. Most of the time it were cinnamon or peppermint cushions.
My younger siblings were eagerly waiting for my return as I did bring home this loot of candy.
At those days there were no sweets for us otherwise.
These are the old fashioned cinnamon cushions or kaneelkussentjes in Dutch.
Image from Kaneelkussentjes FB
It is quite interesting to see the Old Dutch candy that got sold by the scoop.
Eucalypta > Oud Hollands Snoepgoed > Schepgoed ←(click it)
Was the Dutch selection of candy in above link different from what you grew up with?
My French born American friend Véronique from the blog: French Girl in Seatle just did a great post: Les bonbons de mon enfance. Candy of my childhood.
Véronique inspired me to do this post...
Hope you enjoyed this sweet journey of nostalgia!