Memoirs are my
favorite research sources. History books provide dates, and sequence of
events, and results, but memoirs are filled with participants'
experiences. Those experiences frequently form the basis for my
characters' antics.
A problem to beware of with memoirs is faulty memories. Often the
authors write decades after the events, and their details can be flawed.
Case in point: a World War II Navy wife tells of buying
oleomargarine, "a clear package of white grease resembling lard" which
contained "a little button of yellow coloring," during the war.
Housewives, or their children, kneaded the button of color throughout
the margarine to achieve a uniform butter-yellow color.
That's an accurate occurrence. My
dad's spoken of the margarine with added coloring. Before I have a
character kneading her margarine, though, I needed to know more about
why this was necessary. So I did some research.
Uh-oh. I found accounts of the button of color being introduced in
1947 and 1951. Both dates are post-World War II. None of my characters
will be kneading her "grease."
Why was that coloring necessary?
Margarine was developed by churning beef tallow with milk as a cheap
substitute for butter. The dairy industry jealously guarded their
butter market, and demanded restrictions. First, a tax of two cents per
pound of margarine--a hefty sum in the late 19th century.
During World War II, a shortage of butter led to oleomargarine
gaining popularity. The dairy industry became alarmed and succeeded in
lobbying for restrictions to prohibit coloring the margarine to make it
look more appetizing, more like butter. Some states even required the
margarine be dyed an unappealing pink.
Margarine makers found a loophole: consumers could add color
themselves. A packet of yellow dye was included with the product, which
together were placed in
a bowl and stirred with a spoon. This could be a messy exercise that
often resulted in uneven results, light and dark yellow, or even white
and yellow stripes.
The margarine industry then demonstrated its inventiveness by
placing a pellet of yellow dye inside a plastic package of margarine.
After purchase, the pellet was broken inside the package and the package
was kneaded to distribute the dye, considerably less effort than mixing
with a spoon in a bowl.
Post-war, margarine was widely accepted and the industry gained
lobbying power. Restrictions were repealed, as late as the 1960s in some
states. Some unenforced laws remain on the books in others.
America's Dairyland, I was surprised to learn, still fights for its
butter. According to Wisconsin author Erika Janik, "If you eat a meal in
a Wisconsin restaurant and want margarine instead of butter, you have
to ask for it. Wisconsin law forbids the substitution of margarine for
butter in a public eating place. A few lawmakers tried to overturn the
law in 2011 but failed in their effort. Under the law, students,
patients, and inmates in state institutions will be served butter with
meals unless a doctor says that margarine is necessary for their health.
And
when you shop for margarine in a Wisconsin grocery store, you must buy a
whole pound colored a certain shade of yellow and labeled in letters of
a specific size. And don't even think about making that margarine with
imported oil--only domestic vegetable oil can be used in Wisconsin
margarine."
I've lived in Wisconsin most of my life and never realized that.
Have any other Wisconsinites looked for margarine in a restaurant?
Whether it's a conversation with a friend, a word that is penned, or a craft that is made, everything we do leaves a stitch in the fabric of time. Join us as we investigate the stitches of the past and present...
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: ... a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak" (Ecclesiastes 3:1, 7).
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
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Fascinating. I only ever buy butter. It's what I grew up with. Margarine does not taste right at all.
ReplyDeleteI remember we used margarine for several years, but by that time, we didn't need to mix it up.
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