All the Way

Dollar Tree was the closest we had to a grocery store. We bought eggs, milk, and peanut butter to get through the month. On good tip weeks, Mama drove to the Piggly Wiggly in the next town, purchased 100% beef hotdogs, and Bush’s baked beans. We ate Beans and Franks only on special occasions.

Then city council voted to build a strip mall where the BP once stood. There was room for three businesses, but we only cared for the one advertising the best Franks in town.

Mama slid the crumpled bills across the counter. “Three hotdogs all the way.”

word count: 100

—Nortina


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© Kent Bonham
© Kent Bonham

 

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33 thoughts on “All the Way

  1. This reminds me of growing up. McDonald’s was a BIG treat for us but my little brother didn’t like it he only liked hot dogs. There was a restaurant next to McDonald’s that served them. We would go to McDonalds and get our food then take it over to the other place and eat it with my little brother and his hot dog.

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  2. This is why we should all appreciate how lucky we all are to not be worried about being able to fulfil our basic human needs.
    Very Good story.

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  3. We were four on a very limited income for awhile and I came up with a bean, rice, and hamburger combination the family still asks me for. You’re right, we do appreciate it more when there’s so little. Wonderful piece!

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  4. A poverty-ridden childhood is not necessarily a bad thing. I fed my family on very little and macaroni cheese was often on the menu. For birthday treats we went out for a pizza – real Italian style!

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    1. The best meals come out of nothing. When I was a kid, there were so many nights when we had fried spam with BBQ sauce and Ramon noodles for dinner. So poor, but so good!

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  5. Very well written – I love the crumpled bill too! Brings back memories of when we first got married – we ate beans every day – and then on the weekends went to our parents for a hot dog or hamburger – we enjoyed (really we did) those days! Nan

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  6. This is great! Reminds me a lot of my childhood except back then there were no Dollar Stores or Dollar Tree stores. We ate macaroni and cheese 4 nights a week, beans 3 nights a week and occasionally we got to have fried chicken or pepper steak (made with round steak). Our biggest treat was when mom would make banana pudding. Loved your story!

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      1. True! I do eat a lot of beans, but not plain beans. I have to have them in another food like Chile. We have a huge business here that the Navajo Indians own and operate. They grow a lot of different foods to ship all over the country. One thing they grow is Pinto Beans and I will buy a 50 lb. bag from them every year. Pinto beans taste so much better when you can buy them fresh from the farm.

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