Ahhh, canned fruit. Back in the 70's/80's when we had a lumber business I would always eat at the corner store (a lot of the millhands did, too). Ordering was simple, because he had fried chicken and one other plate per day. The plate always, and I mean always, came with some canned peaches. To this day I feel like I'm sitting at one of the small picnic tables behind the store whenever I eat canned peaches.