
Mondays Demand Hefeweizen




The apparent ghost/smoke in the image is actually a humming teakettle, signaling it’s time for these churchwomen to take a teatime break from completing a “crazy quilt” for a summer raffle. Though there be snow on the ground, the quilts will be done in time for warmer weather.
As an aside, I have a sewing kit that my great-grandmother owned, which looks nearly identical to the own above, except that it is pink.
Did your grandmothers quilt? Do you? It’s been making a steady comeback.

So much of this pre-Depression image is foreign to me. I’ve never worn a swimming cap in public. Actually, the woman near the eyeglasses display is wearing a cloche hat, designed to let the public know that her hair was bobbed in Flapper style and she was au courant. I bet she could Charleston in that dress like nobody’s business.
I’ve also never had my shoes shined. Up top, it advertises the service as free. Surely you’d have to be buying some of those Goodrich rubber heels to get the deal. And you’d need to tip.
“Pressing while you wait”–never done that, either. I’ll come back later, thanks. And along the far right side, it reads “Heyers Prickly Heat Powder.”
Have you ever applied prickly heat powder to your rash? Gotten your shoes shined? Bobbed your hair? Used Flapper terms like “bee’s knees” and “cat’s pajamas”? Lived through the summer of 1929, believing all was well, only to have the stock market crash three months later?



The small-hatted, accordion-squeezing Dave traveled all the way from Tulsa, Oklahoma to perform at Houston’s Weber’s Pleasure & Beer Garden in October 1933.


I’ve never been as far north as Wisconsin, and my only knowledge of Milwaukee is this:

But I loved that show and wanted to visit Milwaukee to see what all the fuss was about.
By the power of old National Geographic mags, I’ve learned it’s the home of original copper kettles at Pabst’s brewhouse.

I don’t know about your neck of the woods, but in Texas, PBR specials are rampant at bars and poolhalls. It’s oft times sipped ironically in tall boy cans by those with burly hipster beards, horn-rim glasses, and cuffed skinny jeans. But who can argue with these daily specials?
$2 Lone Star, PBR & Ziegenbock
Oh, and sometimes this happens.

That defeats the purpose of keeping the ale chilled but surely it would woo all the single ladies.
However, let’s not forget it was Schlitz that made Milwaukee famous.

Below you see the smiles of execs from both Miller and Schlitz making a toast to Summerfest, an annual brouhaha of merriment, back when Carter was president.

And what could go better with Milwaukee beer than Milwaukee brats?

Such a friendly place all around!







