I love this. Wanna know why she loved Nestle strawberry?? We were super poor in elementary school. My mom literally lined up for government cheese and powdered milk. The lady who lived behind us grew strawberries in her garden. So when my mom would make a pitcher of the powdered milk … she’d add puréed strawberries to make it more palatable. I still hated the taste of it. But Tonjua would drink it down by the glassful. Then when we could afford actual milk … she would buy strawberry quik because that’s the ONLY way she could drink milk. Ever! Thank you for the memory jog. ❤️
Nestle Quick - omg, the memories. I had - and still have! - the plastic cup with the cap that you could get and use to shake your milk and powder together for that perfect drink. But I much preferred eating the powder (yeah, I know; weird kid, weird adult).
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to run off to the grocery store.
And I'm sorry for the loss of your friend. May her memory be eternal.
OMG, I totally forgot the part with the lid! I remember scooping the powder, but seem to have spaced on the shaking part. I'm pretty sure they make the powder still, but the ready made bottles are so ubiquitous that I never bother.
I love this. Wanna know why she loved Nestle strawberry?? We were super poor in elementary school. My mom literally lined up for government cheese and powdered milk. The lady who lived behind us grew strawberries in her garden. So when my mom would make a pitcher of the powdered milk … she’d add puréed strawberries to make it more palatable. I still hated the taste of it. But Tonjua would drink it down by the glassful. Then when we could afford actual milk … she would buy strawberry quik because that’s the ONLY way she could drink milk. Ever! Thank you for the memory jog. ❤️
Thank YOU Tyra. So glad to know I remembered Tonjua's predilection correctly, and particularly wonderful to have the backstory.
What a lovely tribute to your friend.
Thank you!
Nestle Quick - omg, the memories. I had - and still have! - the plastic cup with the cap that you could get and use to shake your milk and powder together for that perfect drink. But I much preferred eating the powder (yeah, I know; weird kid, weird adult).
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to run off to the grocery store.
And I'm sorry for the loss of your friend. May her memory be eternal.
OMG, I totally forgot the part with the lid! I remember scooping the powder, but seem to have spaced on the shaking part. I'm pretty sure they make the powder still, but the ready made bottles are so ubiquitous that I never bother.