That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for June 11, 2020

A bowl of stew guaranteed next day delivery from the Amazon delivery guy.

“TRY it! You’ll LIKE it!” (“Thought I was gonna die!”) (Old commercial).

Mother knows that when you feed these strangers, they will come back. She has carnal designs for this one.

“Have some stew mister. It has ginger in it. She was a good cat.”

Children practicing to join the Salvation Army: The girl offers the bowl of soup while the boy pulls out a bible and asks the man if he minds if he reads a few inspirational passages

This is how fast food worked before the invention of the car.

Here ya go, mister:

“One meatball, and no potatoes,

one meatball, and no potatoes,

one meatball, and no potatoes—

You get no bread with one meatball."

—Traditional folk song; Great Depression song

‘goulash is great, but i prefer to be paid in cash…’

Curbside service in the old days.

After sending Samwise home Frodo Baggins was forced to lead a beggary life.

Thanks for the breakfast kid. You wouldn’t happen to have an older sister I could borrow for a while, would ya?

“Well great – they’re giving away our lunch again; I wish that guy would take a hike already.”

Selling early version of Swiss Army Knife.

So far: Melcher +10, commenters +2.

Frau Blitzkrieg poisons another damned panhandler. Singlehandedly, she’s clearing the Fatherland’s streets of riffraff.

Where’s the dog? The man has a pooper-scooper hanging from his belt, but where’s his dog?

Phoned ahead for his take out meal in these plague times.

She thought he looked a little old for trick-or-treating, but because of the way the tricks have been escalating, she decided to play it safe.

The rent is due, to hell with your stew.

Frau Blitzkrieg, of course, never knew/ what the kiddies had dropped in her stew/ but she might have been pleased/ as the dying man wheezed/ that her offspring were murderous, too.

And no, you cannot keep the bowl and the spoon.

“I know all of the children, and all of their names..every handout in every town/ an’ ev’ry lock that ain’t locked when no-one’s around..” -Roger Miller, “King of the Road”

“Pssst. I think I should warn you. Mom’s a lousy cook…”

On a hiking trip: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ernst_Hader_Auf_der_Wanderfahrt_1869.jpg 

(best viewed by Google Chrome, with Google Translate added to chrome://extensions, which can automatically translate most pages as necessary) has info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Other than what’s perhaps indirectly pointed to by the title URL, I couldn’t find any online info about this artist (though Wikimedia Commons currently shows over 30 different works by him, he currently has no Wikipedia page in any language). As best I can tell, he was active 1866-1892 (which some list as his lifespan, making him 3 when this was painted). Most say he was born before 1866, but don’t say when, and died before 1922 (I did see 1910; but, that also said he was born in 1866; so, I can’t really trust its accuracy). First work by him used here.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2468 (June 10, 2020) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment.

Frau “Kind”(nett) und die Kinder…Kind and Kinder !

Before knapsacks were invented, hikers kept their equipment tied around their necks.

The early version of compression socks. :)

These two deaf kids were really pissing off the Pie Eyed Piper.

Gretta delivers at curbside while Hans retrieves their menu as Mother watches for social distancing. :>)

Definitely a progressive, a beggar that’s a chooser.

Here you are sir, some stew, made fresh of the last traveler to stop by.

Ah! Ehemann Eintopf wieder!