What did they do with the dead rats in the green rat pots? Dumplings?
What did they do with the dead rats in the green rat pots? Dumplings?
http://gwulo.com/node/8821
Some interesting information and even a picture, about the rat bins!
I remember the motor noise of the milk truck and the clinking of the glass bottles being left by our front door of an ungodly hour each morning.
Also, when I was a kid, my mum took my younger sis and I up to Mackay, on the QLd coast to visit my mum's youngest brother and his wife. On Ansett plane, when the pilot introduced himself and co pilot on the CB, mum shrieked, " that's your dad's cousin!!!" So after takeoff, we got to ride in the cockpit the entire way. Now, I don't think they do that anymore for safety reasons. Anyway, my dad's cousin recognized us anyway, so no issue. Still a thrill, though for us to fly all the way up north. The memory only came to mind when recently, mr Natfixit and I were travelling by Shinkansen down to Nagano and we sat right at the front, had a drivers view of the entire journey.
Last edited by Natfixit; 20-01-2014 at 08:42 PM.
This is an authentic memory, though it seems strange that it's my memory.
I remember milk being delivered by horse and cart, in London in the mid 50s. The horse knew which houses to stop at.
Last edited by R.O.; 20-01-2014 at 11:37 PM.
I remember Kentucky Fried chicken opened in HK, the first American fast food restaurant - and then closed down.
Actually, this was before my time, but people were still talking about it. They said: We Chinese have many ways of cooking chicken, but Kentucky have only one.
Another reason why they didn't succeed, I was told, was that they opened in Kowloon. When McDonalds came, in about 1976, their first branch was in Causeway Bay.
My grandfather used to make ice cream and sell it from his horse and cart. As a child, my mother used to be sent around the village to beg people for scraps of food to feed the horse. Sadly my grandfather died before I was born so I never got to try the ice cream (which was apparently well known in the local area).
I do remember as kids taking rides on the electric milk cart as it went up and down our road. We used to help collect milk bottles so the milkman would let us ride up and down with him. Happy days!