Don't forget "mystery meat" ! My grandmother got her commodities at the county court house, if I remember correctly. This meat came in about a three pound tin, it seems. Wasn't too bad if it was cooked right. Anyway, my gm made it taste pretty good somehow. In the 40's my maternal gf had a store on Powder Speings Road, outside Marietta, It was kind of a generaal store, though mostly groceries. He preached at the County Farm on Sundays, and would take me with him. (Different class of crooks in those days, I guess.) We'd eat lunch with the prisoners, and we always had ham and lima beans, which they raised on the farm, on County Farm Road; now Government Servces Road. Once a week a trusty would bring the county bloodhounds by the store and PawPaw would give them big beef bones. The trusty had a list for the other prisoners, for tobacco and such, which he took back with him. Stan