Time Machine

Nicky brought down some pickled beets that Jeff made this week. The instant I bit into one, the taste and smell transported me back in time about 46 years. I was instantly back in our kitchen in Ft. Worth looking into our old refrigerator at a mayonnaise jar full of pickled beets. The image was complete down to the linoleum of the floor and the empty milk bottle on the kitchen table. Curiously, I also had the desire to watch The Howdy Doody Show, but wondered if it was in hidef.