At lunch today at Town Meeting, we ate in the school cafeteria. We had ham and beans and cole-slaw and beets and cottage cheese and rolls and butter and I had a chocolate milk.
The meal was served by the sophomore class, and apparently it's the fashion of the day for girls to wear tops that are stretchy-tight. One lady at my table pointed out sotto voce that when she was a girl in the 40's that they called that "Jail Bait". Her husband, in the voice of Maurice Chevalier, mumbled/sang "...zank heavenz, for liddle gulz..."
I took more ham.