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Waxed paper bread wrappers.

When I was a kid, in the 50s, bread came in waxed paper instead of plastic bags. We’d save the wrappers, take them to the playground, and rub the slides down with them. Waxing the slide probably increased our speed by, maybe, a factor of .1 or so. But we thought we were really flying down the waxed slide. I’d like to share that with my 4 and 7 year old grandsons.
 
increased our speed by, maybe, a factor of .1 or so. But we thought we were really flying down the waxed slide. I’d like to share that with my 4 and 7 year old grandsons.


lol wouldn't that be a negative factor? ;)
 
You’re an arithemtician? You tell me.


i just know things like that when i was a kid would cause chaffing....think i tried something similar.

and honestly, i've heard a disturbing rumor more important, that these have gone away?

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now there's a feeling! spining one up as fast as a 6 year old can run and getting slung off like a sling shot!
 
Waxed paper bread wrappers.

When I was a kid, in the 50s, bread came in waxed paper instead of plastic bags. We’d save the wrappers, take them to the playground, and rub the slides down with them. Waxing the slide probably increased our speed by, maybe, a factor of .1 or so. But we thought we were really flying down the waxed slide. I’d like to share that with my 4 and 7 year old grandsons.
We used to sit on the wrappers. The additional mass applied directly to the steel slide did significantly reduce the Coefficient of Friction, but an old burlap sack did even better.
 
I can find it here, but fresh.......that's a crap shoot.

Torpedo is getting real hard to find here.


i'm just glad beer might be a mega cartel, but i can still get wine if i feel the need... 45 minute drive to elgin, and they make a nice bottle!
 
REAL Scotchgard. Read many years ago that the original formula, which was absolutely impermeable to dirt/grease/grime, was discontinued because it never breaks down; there are still original Scotchgard molecules in the atmosphere that will never go away. The stuff they have now works for a while but wears off.
Scotch guard is still available. It can be found in the water supply of much of the eastern side of the Minneapolis/St. Paul Metro area where 3M used to manufacture it. Come on up and have a sip!
i just know things like that when i was a kid would cause chaffing....think i tried something similar.

and honestly, i've heard a disturbing rumor more important, that these have gone away?

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now there's a feeling! spining one up as fast as a 6 year old can run and getting slung off like a sling shot!
I don't want these death wheels back! In 5th grade one of those giant pre-pubescent girls got that thing wound up and little old me fell off backwards and broke my wrist! Just one of the painful memories of Catholic grade school. [Sigh]

You know what I do miss though? Ignorance. They say it is bliss.

Oh, and the Marathon Bar. That was my go to when I rode my bike over to the Tom Thumb. Oh, and what about Tom Thumbs? This memory lane thing is nice.
 
Goose Island Honkers Ale. One of my favorite pre-brewing beers.
We had that on tap at the bowling alley I used to bartend for. Many arguments were had as to who got to take the tap handle home when it went out of rotation (of course after telling the distribution rep that it "broke"). Quite a tasty beer as I recall, their IPA was just meh though.
 
Growing up in the 70's in England was great, you could go out and wash a few cars when it was a nice day, that'd earn you a few quid to buy a bag of chips wrapped in newspaper, and a bottle of pop ... you could return the bottle for 5p too.
But what all boys wanted was fireworks... in the late 70's early 80"s a young adolescent could walk into any cornershop in England and purchase the holy grail of fun.
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I bought more packs of mini-rockets, air bombs & bangers than ive had hot dinners....completely irresponsible shop owners were the cornerstone of British society in suburban England, bring the 70's back!
 
Growing up in the 70's in England was great, you could go out and wash a few cars when it was a nice day, that'd earn you a few quid to buy a bag of chips wrapped in newspaper, and a bottle of pop ... you could return the bottle for 5p too.
But what all boys wanted was fireworks... in the late 70's early 80"s a young adolescent could walk into any cornershop in England and purchase the holy grail of fun.
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I bought more packs of mini-rockets, air bombs & bangers than ive had hot dinners....completely irresponsible shop owners were the cornerstone of British society in suburban England, bring the 70's back!
Yeah, they had a similar thing in the U.S. when my wife and I got married (over half a century ago). We were spending our “first night” at a swanky downtown hotel with valet parking. We thought no one in the wedding party entourage knew where we were staying.

The next day we felt reasonably sure that no one had sabotaged our getaway car (1966 Ford LTD) parked in an underground garage. Did I mention, my wife had three very precocious younger cousins?

Well, when we got to the car we discovered some “Just Married” and “Hot Springs Tonight” decorations. And a more in-depth pre-flight uncovered the obligatory string of tin cans which would noisily deploy when the car would start to move. Those were disarmed quickly enough.

But the real surprise came from the surreptitious ’poppers’ that had somehow been ****y-trapped to detonate when the locked doors were opened. We never did find out who set those devices, or how they were able to get into the car, set, arm and relock the car doors undiscovered.

Did I mention the three cousins? One went on to serve on U.S. Navy nuclear subs, his brother graduated from Purdue in Electrical Engineering before earning his pilot’s license and also becoming a qualified pilot of the Alvin deep sea submersible. And their baby sister? She went on as an aerospace engineer to help design the NASA space shuttle.

I think we have some likely suspects.
 
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I miss .22 ammo and McCulloch chainsaws.

The McDonald’s McHomestyle was taken off the menu, but you can still get it by request, same as Sonic’s peanut butter and bacon shake.

I wish they still made Ford 8/9Ns, although seeing as how 90% of them are still in use, that would have been a terrible business decision to continue producing them.

Remember headphone jacks on smart phones, and HDMI and Rj45 ports on laptops?

I liked going in O Tasco when I was a kid, although I’m not sure I wish they still made half of the stuff they sold in there.

Busch Copper, cheap Mellow Bourbon and Blue Bell’s Banana Pudding flavor.

I’d also like to know what happened to grits. Most restaurants scarcely serve them for breakfast anymore, and when they do they are served very plain, with no chicken broth or cheese. I’ve noticed many smaller grocery stores don’t even stock them, or only stock instant grits in small packets.
 
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Growing up in the 70's in England was great, you could go out and wash a few cars when it was a nice day, that'd earn you a few quid to buy a bag of chips wrapped in newspaper, and a bottle of pop ... you could return the bottle for 5p too.
But what all boys wanted was fireworks... in the late 70's early 80"s a young adolescent could walk into any cornershop in England and purchase the holy grail of fun.
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I bought more packs of mini-rockets, air bombs & bangers than ive had hot dinners....completely irresponsible shop owners were the cornerstone of British society in suburban England, bring the 70's back!
We used to go to the local shooting range, collect spent shot-shell casing and fill them with the gun powder from broken apart fire crackers.
Many a mail box were blown to smithereens during my youth...
 
We used to go to the local shooting range, collect spent shot-shell casing and fill them with the gun powder from broken apart fire crackers.
Many a mail box were blown to smithereens during my youth...
We did something similar with spent CO2 cartridges. Quite dangerous actually.
 
we would tape marbles to the bottom of the shotgun shells, then toss them up in the air as high as we could... then scatter...
 

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