I had to call my mother to try to find out where I went. She said I went to Muhlenberg #5 (I hope you don’t count spelling ;)) I was on the corner of Ash and Prescott and is now a convenience store.
I left a t out of the post above… IT was on the corner…
(See what happens when you get your education at a convenience store?)
Our school had no cafeteria and no lunch program, but we did have milk. The janitor, of all people, was responsible for delivering milk crates full of milk cartons to each classroom door, where they were stacked outside until the teacher brought them in. Fifth grade I was his helper (got a Tootsie Roll pop in payment every day, plus I didn’t have time to drink the awful milk, which was a bonus.), and I discovered that the milk wasn’t refrigerated at all once it was dropped off by the dairy - it sat in the janitor’s closet before he and I delivered it. No wonder it was always warm and nasty!
We had a choice of white 2% or chocolate 2%. I hate white milk, so I always took chocolate. It was 10 cents. I remember when it went up to 12 cents, and parents were pissed. Kids lose pennies. So they upped it to 15, and everyone was happy. 
It was always cold and yummy. We also had a really kick ass cafeteria staff that made freshly baked yeast rolls and put extra garlic in the spaghetti sauce.
(slight hijack)
Sorry if this was already addressed, but does anyone remember the bags of milk? I am a 21 year old from Ohio and I remember buying bags of milk with little straws with sharpened ends (like capri sun straws…)
why bags of milk? was there a reason/
I imagine a bag of that sort is lighter, sealed tighter, and more easily recycled than the ol’ coated cardboard carton.