I was talking to a long time friend recently and I realized that there are expressions that were old when I was a pup. My father used to ask whether I wanted to rush the growler. Below is the definition:
“To go get beer or other alcohol. Used chiefly in the coal region of northeast Pennsylvania. Derived from old coal mining days, when the miners would take a growler (a type of metal bucket) and put their lunch in it, and put their coffee in the bottom in a separate compartment. This was supposedly to keep the meal warm, but it probably didn’t work too well. On the way home from work, the miner would “rush the growler” over to the local watering hole and fill it up with cans or bottles of beer to bring home. Hence, rush the growler.”
And while I am at old expressions, here is a great old New York one. Three or four generations ago when a New Yorker wanted to question one’s honesty he would say “That guy is crooked as Pearl Street.” And as any New Yorker knows Pearl Street starts down near Wall Street and winds its way circuitously up through Chinatown and to what 150 years ago used to be called Five Points.