Archive: May, 2010
Daniel Rubin, Inquirer Columnist
Proust got a book out of a dessert item. I went looking for a column in a bottle of Beef, Wine & Iron.
It's an old one. Couple years back we pulled a wooden box out of the attic. Inside, wrapped in a 1921 Public Ledger, were a dozen or so medicine bottles from the Mr. Anthony's Apothecary, which was two blocks down our street, and last time I looked was a catering business.
My wife polished the better looking bottles, and we kept the weird swollen pills and now-crystallized powers. One empty bottle, label intact, read "Rexall's Beef, Wine & Iron." (no, not the one pictured - that's Beef, Iron & Wine, which must have inspired the makers of the video below.)