Summer, 1998. Where sweets were sold as sour syrups in a squeeze tube and had flavors like Radical Blue Razz.
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I'm team "let the youth have their fun" but also 1998 was peak lunchables.
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i mean.... to be fair......... when i visited my hometown in poland in 1998....... it really still looked very much like 1980 was still looming around the corner... it wasnt the 18th hundred but i loved it for its gritty "you want sweets? how about a nice refreshing glass of last summers compote from gramps allotment?". silly nostalgia of course but yeah...
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I was going to acid techno raves and getting completely mullered, and seeing some cracking sets at Ozzfest UK.
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I mean we still make marmelades and compots and such here.
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Back when Pokémon was still in black and white
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This is exactly how Boomers talk about the 1950s.
You can still cook things in 2026.
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Most of my childhood was in the early 2010s but for me it was like I was living in the 90s because I was always at my grandparent's. They had all sorts of retro tech I played with as a kid. I burned CDs, I listened to cassettes and I had no internet, ever. My first exposure to a PC was with a mid 80s PC clone running Windows 1.0. So it's probably something like this
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It's the late 1900's
I mean my mother made preserves and canned things, and was good at baking, and that was in the '80s. But there were also grocery stores with cookies. Because it was the 1980s lol
maybe some parts of the former Soviet Union
Ah, the Gay 90s!
My mother still makes jams and preserves, and I may follow in her footsteps, cause the trees in my yard will likely outlive her.
Summer of 98 was a fuck face joke for a while too
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We made Jam two days ago (blueberry from our own bushes). We have some ume (plum) from last season as well.
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