Nothing wrong with eating cheaply, so long as you're eating. When my dad was a student at University of Florida in the 1950s, his budget allowed him to eat mostly mayonnaise sandwiches. He never complained that he despised it though -- he still loves mayonnaise to this day.

Love the juxtaposition of old and new!

Nick's is now Charles' Barber Shop, and the Chevy dealership is an antique mall.

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I know it is not the intent of the sign, however, I have had spaghetti sandwiches even recently. Best eaten on an Italian roll with smashed meat balls, a good sauce and sprinkled cheese. During the Depression, my mother took baked bean sandwiches to school. Other kids made fun, so she told them she loved baked beans so much that she asked her mother to make her lunch with them. Somehow, even hungry, the kids made it through and obtained a fine education. Now the kids get free school lunches - complain about them, and get lower test scores than ever. There must be a moral to learn there somewhere.

My stepsister, who was Icelandic, spoke Italian. We lived in the U.S. from 1941 to 1944, when she was 7-9 years old, but she refused to utter a word in that language. I only spoke Icelandic and Danish, so I didn't have that problem.

I wish I still had my Hitler button. It had a string that brought Der Führer up with a noose around his neck when you pulled it. It was an interesting time for us kids, totally oblivious of the horrors of war, although we saw saw some action in October of 1941, when the convoy we were a part of was attacked by German subs. We didn't get hit, but we saw the Reuben James get it. Woody Guthrie wrote a song about that historic sinking.

"Lucky Strike Means Fine Tobacco." It also could mean "Lord Save Me From Truman." Heard it both ways many times in the late '40s and early '50s.

Whistle while you work,
Hitler is a jerk,
Mussolini
Is a meanie,
Whistle while you work.

As for the "real spaghetti sandwiches," we actually had a kid in our class who brought those from home for lunch as most families had little meat. Also sardine sandwiches, plain mayonnaise sandwiches, etc. I kind of like going back to the 40's since even after 70+ years I still remember those friends and conversations. I have read that your childhood friendships were the real thing because little kids have not developed the phoniness, social obligations, artificiality or opportunism persona, but accept each other at face value. I miss my old friends, but I digress, I'll shut up now.

Why would they black out "Italian." Perhaps it has something to do with the run-up to WWII.

[Perhaps it was WWII itself, and the caption explains it. - Dave]

Yum! I bet those are good sandwiches. After lunch I think will go and buy a Hevrolet.

But my ex mother-in-law made spaghetti sauce using Campbell's tomato soup with Velveeta cheese and bologna. This was circa 1955 in Lexington. Kentucky was and is nice (I went to U of Ky), but Connecticut is better for Italian food.

for a plate of unknown spaghetti, then next door to pick up a new Chevy.