Last week I caught a talk show moment when a young man said a brown bag lunch was a status symbol that someone cared to take the time prepare a meal. He preferred the love of brown bag lunch over having lunch money. Unfortunately, I did not get his name and I have thought about lunch since then…as I recall…
1st-6th grade: I had a metal lunch box.
6th-12th grade: I took brown bag lunches.
College-20 years of work: Fast food or cafeteria.
2000 to present: Logo insulated, Vera Bradley and a Avon Gardens tote bag have all been used to take my lunch to work.
Google searches are wonderful for trying to clarify my memory of that metal lunch box. I narrowed it down to these three photos.
I looked for Yogi Bear. Not quite right. Eventually, I found Huckleberry Hound and friends…1963…embossed….black border…..vacuum bottle thermos with glass liner and Bakelite cup (I remember the sound of my broken thermos). It looks like it would be worth over $100, if I had not worn it out in six years.
Fun fact: 120 million metal lunch boxes were sold between 1950 and 1970.
Option 3
Option 2
Option 1 This is IT!
elfcroft 
Having packed my lunch for my 30 year career, in various bags I might add, one of the best things about being retired was NOT having to pack my lunch. In fact, when offered a long-term sub position, my first thought was “oh no, I’d have to pack my lunch!”
I believe the love comes in when John packs your lunch in a pretty Vera Bradley bag.
i have heard this before but can’t recall where i did, still interesting though,