Tucker McBride

Return to a time when a boy could be a boy; when life was more clear from the top branch of a tree; when a kid could trade anger and disappointment for action and adventure; when the whole neighborhood was his playground; and the sloppy kiss from a dog could make everything right.

Monday, September 2, 2019

The Golden Chicken

Gramma would have bought one like this at Winkler’s Grocery across the street.  My grandparents had this one on the shelf with other whatnots. Grandpa said peanut butter came in it. A rather fancy container for peanut butter. I couldn't find a Google reference to a "peanut butter filled glass chicken." Perhaps a local company bought Indiana glass chicken candy dishes and filled them with their peanut butter to promote their new product.   What a fun idea! What was your guess? What things are in your home you no longer know their origin or were used in a unique way?

Talk about one of your items with a long-forgotten use and come up with your own reason for its purchase. Or, use my golden chicken. Invent a different use for the chicken or for your family object. Then, write a TV commercial about your wonderful new product. Try to sell the public on its amazing qualities and imaginative use.

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