Mutt & Jeff by Bud Fisher

Mutt & Jeff

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  1. Estrelita Phillips

    Estrelita Phillips said, about 4 years ago

    A loaf of bread and a pound of meat for only 15 cents – must have been the 30s! In the 30s, a jumbo loaf of sliced bread usually cost around five cents. Applesauce was 3 cans for twenty cents. Hot dogs were eight cents per pound. So the hot dog vendor was probably making about a 2 cent profit for every pound of hot dogs and loaf of bread that he sold.

  2. Bob

    Bob GoComics PRO Member said, about 4 years ago

    My first remembrance was eight cent bread

  3. Arye Uygur

    Arye Uygur said, about 4 years ago

    Seeing this hotdog stand reminds me when I was in Merida, Yucatan. there was a hotdog stand on a corner near a rain puddle. A car passed by splashing the entire stand with the water from the puddle. I hope no one got sick from eating those hotdogs.

  4. LarryW2LJ

    LarryW2LJ said, about 4 years ago

    I was born in the late 50s – I remember 25 cent loaves of bread.

  5. coolhand000

    coolhand000 said, about 4 years ago

    I remember my dad saying once back in the 40’s, “If bread gets to a quarter a loaf, I’ll quit buying it . .!” He’d turn over if he knew the price today . .

  6. alleyoops

    alleyoops GoComics PRO Member said, about 4 years ago

    Back in the day crackers were sold loose and unwrapped in a barrel.The butcher would slice off a hunk of cheese. I knew an ol’ boy who every day ordered a dime’s worth of cheese and a nickel’s worth of crackers.

  7. Number Three

    Number Three said, about 4 years ago



  8. Quartermain MILLER

    Quartermain MILLER said, about 4 years ago


    Those were the days! We had a store in 1932, My Dad had a big glass case for a wheel of cheddar cheese. We’d slice some off for the customer. When it first came in it was very mild, the would harden as it aged. Yumm! It was so good!

  9. WW2 Marine Veteran

    WW2 Marine Veteran said, about 4 years ago

    @Quartermain MILLER

    QM: Those were the good ole days. You have a good memory. Our country would have to go broke to return to those days if it were possible.

  10. Buggerlugs

    Buggerlugs said, about 4 years ago

    And your pay was a nickel an hour.

  11. Bob

    Bob GoComics PRO Member said, about 4 years ago


    In 1944-45 I was making 50 cents an hour in a cannery. Both plant work and harvesting.

  12. Sherlock Watson

    Sherlock Watson said, about 4 years ago

    The man’s sign says “A loaf of bread,” but not how big the loaf is. That can’t be “A pound of meat,” though, unless he pounded it so hard that there are only two ounces left in the loaf.

  13. 1MadHat

    1MadHat GoComics PRO Member said, about 4 years ago

    That type of vendor is alive & well in Anchorage, Alaska serving reindeer sausage – YUM!!! About $4 with a can of soda & a bag of chips.

  14. brklnbern

    brklnbern said, about 4 years ago

    @Estrelita Phillips

    Yes things were very cheap during the Depression, but that is obviously just good salesmanship. And at least back then, unlike today, an economic downturn also produced a price reduction in goods.

  15. Estrelita Phillips

    Estrelita Phillips said, about 4 years ago


    Even in the 50s, when I was growing up, you could go to the store and choose whether you wanted your bread sliced or unsliced. The unsliced bread was cheaper, then you sliced it yourself when you got home. Of course, sales for bread, sliced or not, were not very brisk where I grew up – because nearly everyone made their own bread. The only time that anyone would think about serving store-bought bread would be if a surprising bunch of company arrived and there would not be time enough to bake up enough bread to serve to all of them. Also – when you went to the store and ordered bologna – the grocer would chop of about a pound of bologna – then you went home and did your own slicing. None of this evenly sliced stuff you see in packages these days. In the 50s, eggs were still about 8 center per dozen. when eggs went up to 10 cents per dozen, people complained that the country was going to heck in a hand-basket – and, before you knew it, we would all be paying as much as 12 cents per dozen for eggs. (They were right, of course!) Also, in those days, in the town where I grew up, you could not sell a house in town unless the house included a good chicken coop on the property. Most of the houses in town were being sold to farmers who were “retiring” and letting the “young kids” take over the old farmstead. I remember when our local grocer first offered chicken which had already been cut up in his refrigerated meat counter. The ladies all lined up and gave him the business about his wild idea! They predicted that NO ONE would ever be willing to serve their guests anything OTHER than fresh chicken! When I told my kids this story, they asked if the town ladies, who came out to the farm to buy our chickens, had us butcher and cut up their chickens for them. I told them – never! In those days, if you were having company coming who was going to be someone so important that you would actually serve chicken for dinner – no self-respecting housewife would ever serve such an honored guest anything other than the freshest chicken available! The ladies from town would come out to buy one of our chickens, and my sister and I would run around in the chicken pen until we caught the chicken which the lady from town wanted. Then she would put the chicken in her gunny sack and put it in the trunk of her car and take it back to town. Then she would keep the chicken well fed, in her own chicken coop, until the day when the company was scheduled to arrive. Then, early in the morning, she would go out to her own chicken coop, butcher the chicken, pluck the feathers, singe off the rest of the feathers over an open flame, then dress the chicken, before roasting or frying the chicken. The chicken would then be just about right by the time that the honored guests arrived. I am not quite sure when people started believing that you needed to have meat for every meal! When I was growing up – having meat for any meal was usually a pretty big deal – and was almost always reserved for those festive occasions when company was coming. We had our own cows and chickens and, as long as we had them, we could depend on having fresh milk and fresh eggs every day. That was about all that most people felt like they needed.

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