Discussion about this post

User's avatar
Ira Bloomgarden's avatar

I'm 84, grew up middle/upper middle income, and we never had a dishwasher. This was in rent controlled Manhattan, where Landlords predictably didn't upgrade electrical or water systems. The energy required for drying was much more than our slender wires could supply. So Mom cooked, sort of, when she came back from work, and Dad washed the dishes. My sister and I alternated drying/restacking duties with table setting and clearing. In this primitive setup we had a substantial dining room down a hallway from the kitchen. We thought ourselves oh so modern.

Expand full comment
GD's avatar

Fascinating. Many thanks for sharing this.

Expand full comment
3 more comments...

No posts

Ready for more?