My grandma too. It was still understood around 1984 (when I got mine as my first computer) why the Commodore C-64 was called breadbox.
We had one that had a total of five compartments. The bottom one was the biggest and ran the full width and length of the box, while there were four smaller compartments above the actual bread box part of the bread box that were marked for flour, sugar, coffee, and tea, IIRC. Oddly enough, I don’t think we ever kept bread in the bread box.
We ate cheap store-bought white bread, and the standard 1-pound loaf of sandwich bread was too long to fit in the breadbox…
We have one. We keep tea and sugar in it. Bread goes in the pantry, never the refrigerator. Refers do weird things to bread.
We kept our bread in the microwave, otherwise the cat would eat it. 
We used our breadbox to take the cat to the vet. 1960s before pet carriers. I never owned one and think my mom got rid of hers in the 1970s.
QFT.
We still have a breadbox. It’s handy because it’s just a bin so all kinds of bread fit – not a baguette, though. It also keeps the bread better than anywhere else we’ve stored it. And, yeah, it’s kinda bulky but it fits into an overwise unaccessible corner where it’s not hard to pull it out.
Back to the cursive writing, which I do sometimes but usually in some weird mixed-print-cursive hybrid.
I just had to look up a cursive “z” and would never write it that way now. I still can’t recall ever writing it that way except (I guess) in the 5th grade (hand) writing classes, and that’s it.
When I was a student, there was a misspelled complaint posted on the back of the door of one of the labs. To which someone had graffitied a correction. To which someone had graffitied the note “pendantic prick”.
To which someone had graffitied the correction: “pedantic prick”
That’s good!
The girl-child told someone everything was hunky-dory. They were perplexed.
Our breadbox was originally to protect our bread from our cat, who helped himself to many a nibble before we locked up our bread.
Of course the correct phrase is ‘honky donky’or ‘hunky-dunky’.
Ours too. Then I ended up storing tea bags and sugar in it.