I lived in a suburb of NYC, about 40 minutes onto Long Island. Our mom would drop us off a few miles from home. we'd do all the rich houses first. the houses were close together so it was easy to fill a bag. As it would get close to dinner, we'd go to the deli, donut shop, beer distributor, and get a finger sandwich, donut and rootbeer. Eventually, we'd make our way back to our neighborhood. We lived a block from the main road thru Long Island. We'd hit the bars about 8 pm. We'd get quarters from everyone. sometimes, only a dime, but there were about 10 bars in a few blocks, and the money piled up quickly. Food places were good for treats. we'd go to one deli about 5-6. Remember the Hostess fruit pies? they were handheld, with fruit inside, and s rich sugar glaze on them. The fish market would give out small bags of their frenchfries. so good. those were the days.