Wednesday, September 1, 2010

in my time

A conversation I had with my mom today...

Sarah: we are gonna go to blue bottle coffee
Sarah: have you heard of it before?
mom: no, what is that?
Sarah: it's supposed to be really good coffee
mom: where
Sarah: they have a location in the ferry building
Sarah: but we're not going to that one i think
mom: ok, now i know, just like the one i use at home, manual drip
Sarah: ohhh is that why it's good?
mom: i don't know, but that's what they do, i think is all going back to the old times...........
Sarah: like in the 70's? hahaha
mom: just like the plastic bag, no one used it when I grew up
mom: in my time, people take their own bags to the market, it's called recycling
mom: now people do the same thing,
Sarah: hahaha. vintage
mom: now all organic, my time no processed food, all organic, no antibiotics to make it FAT FAT FAT
Sarah: haha ok. i wish i lived in your time then
mom: oh yes good times, now parents limit their kids for TV, my time, no TV, all natural, you play in the back yard, playground, etc

I love my mom! She is one of the biggest influences in my life. I'm curious what it was like to grow up in "her time."