“It was like having a box of chocolates shut in the bedroom drawer. Until the box was empty it occupied the mind too much.”

The morning is perfectly lovely with a bit of a chill left over from last night. The birds are active, and they keep flying to the feeders which are near empty. I’ve put filling them on my to-do list. I  stayed on the deck for a while watching Henry. The air is filled with the scent of flowers and the smell of the newly laid mulch in the different front gardens. The mulch smells of earth and wood. It is a dark mulch in contrast to the flowers. It will get warmer, as high as 77˚,  but will drop down to the 50’s tonight, perfect for sleeping. If I had my druthers, every summer day would be like today.

My wild rose bush has bloomed. The white flowers appeared this morning. There are about four or five of them around my yard. They climb and some of one bush in the front is up a pine tree.

Every now and then I need chocolate and lately I have been on a Clark Bar binge. I usually buy one or sometimes two at the store. They are conveniently placed near the cash register. I actually have a 24 bar box of Clark Bars which I bought when the future of Necco was in doubt. I won’t open it because I know that will be the end of my Clark Bars. One will do if I buy it but one won’t do with a boxful. The flesh is weak.

When I was a kid, I was content with penny candy. I had my favorites. They were mostly chewy like Mary Janes, Tootsie Rolls, Squirrel Nut Zippers and Banana Splits because they lasted longer. Once I sneaked some Banana Splits into school and popped one into my mouth. The nun called on me. I had to spit the candy into my hand disguised as a cough. I did eat it later.

My mother made the best brownies, delicious brownies full of chocolate. She never used a box. She used to frost them with chocolate and then put jimmies on the top. They never lasted too long in our house.

My father loved chocolate pie. I used to make him one every time my parents visited. He didn’t want to share. He claimed I made it for him so he didn’t have to share. He’d pretty much finish that whole pie before he left.

My father used to hide his candy under the couch. I don’t know whom he was hiding it from as everybody knew where it was. We were all adults by then but not above stealing some of that candy. He was big on Hershey Miniatures and M&M’s.

He also loved truffles, and I used to give him some every year either for Father’s Day or his birthday. Those he never shared.

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14 Comments on ““It was like having a box of chocolates shut in the bedroom drawer. Until the box was empty it occupied the mind too much.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    We’ve had reasonable warm here today and a nasty high humidity so it has been anything but pleasant at work, well it wasn’t especially pleasant outside either to be honest 🙂 I’m pretty sure it will rain later tonight, I can feel it in the air and I wouldn’t mind actually.

    We did get some rain yesterday and a small thunderstorm too. The lightning flew above my car the last part of the way home after work. The heavy rain missed us unfortunately but we did get a nice calm shower instead. I wonder if we might get thunder again today because the flies were just nasty when we were out walking.

    I still enjoy today’s variant of penny candy to be honest but mostly I buy chocolate 🙂 We have a variety of Bounty bar, filled with coconut flakes. I think ours is slightly less sweet than Bounty is and it is dangerously yummy 🙂 You’re right! One is never enough when one has plenty 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      I do hate the humidity. We end up suffering through it every August. It is my least favorite part of summer.

      You do seem to have a log bout with those flies. They would drive me crazy too. I love thunder and lightning.

      That bar with coconut sounds great. We have Mounds bars which are filled with coconut and covered in dark chocolate. They are delicious.

      I hope your weather changes!

      Have a greta day!!!

  2. Hedley Says:

    The Sweet Shop was such a thing of my youth – A cheap alternative was a Barratt’s Sherbet Fountain, or a handful of jaw breakers. I am not a fellow with much of a sweet tooth, but show me starch and it is all over.

    Meanwhile, I am waiting for the potus, to celebrate his birthday with a tweet regarding Russia’s overwhelming 5-0 win over Saudi Arabia in the opening match of the world cup. It is not fair to say that the Saudis were crap, they were worse than that. Still Trumpaputin will be very happy.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      Most neighborhood stores had a glass case filled with penny candy. I’d lean at the glass trying to decide how to spend my pennies. Longevity was a bit more important than taste. Sometimes there were 2 for a penny candy. I always bought those.

      Trump has probably already called his friend Putin to congratulate him and to disparage the American team watching from home.

  3. William Sandford Says:

    Those Clark bars will get stale–you should eat them soon.
    I was in Peterborough today at my 93-y.old’s house. Grab bars, install a wall light, and a growing list of misc.
    Tomorrow is my pick up day for Marty. I’ll stay for dinner with him and his cronies. Sometimes the dinner conversation is like “Who’s on first?”

    • katry Says:

      I’ll check the date on them. I am saving them for movie nights which could start soon, in late June. Right now the nights are still chilly.

      You are a good man, Bill Sanford!

      We took turns sitting with my grandmother who lived in Lala land. My father came in once, and after he left, my grandmother, his mother, wanted to know who he was.

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I finished my box of tropical Necco Wafers not long ago. They were good. As you said, one would be enough if I only had one but one is not enough when I had 24. But now there are none and that’s okay, too.

    My mother made excellent brownies and fudge. She didn’t use a box mix for either of them. I remember helping her with the fudge. I was supposed to stir it and she would be urging me to stir faster because otherwise it wouldn’t thicken. I don’t know if that’s true but I stirred faster anyway.

    Today was cloudy and uninspiring. I took the dogs out for a couple of walks but none of us was very enthused about it after the first one.

    Enjoy the evening.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I am more than halfway through my box. They are good which is too bad!!. I knew once the box was opened I was in trouble.

      My mother told me she used to make fudge all the time and never needed a thermometer. She’d just drop some in water and knew if it was done. Later she just couldn’t make it. Her fudge turned into hot fudge for my dad’s vanilla ice cream. She gave me the recipe and I made the fudge, but I needed a candy thermometer.

      It stayed nice down here until later in the afternoon when the clouds appeared. Tomorrow is supposed to be chilly/ I don’t mind it.

      Henry went out the dog door twice without me cheering him on. That’s a start. He is quite settled with me but not so much with anyone else.

      Have a wonderful evening!

  5. Bob Says:

    I can’t remember what’s a Clark bar? I have been eating Baby Ruth bars lately. My favorite candy bar is a Milky Way followed by Hershey bars. Actually anything with milk chocolate will do. I assume your dad liked chocolate icebox pie with a graham cracker crust? If so, did he like it topped with whipped cream or meringue?

    When I was a kid in NYC every corner had a candy store. A candy store was a combination newsstand, soda fountain and penny candy as well as candy bars. My favorite thing to drink at the fountain was a chocolate egg cream. It’s basically a chocolate soda made with a small amount of milk and no eggs are involved. A genuine NY egg cream is made with Fox’s U-bet chocolate syrup and seltzer. You mix the milk with the syrup in the bottom of the glass and the fill up the rest of the glass with seltzer. As you stir the drink it becomes a layer of light colored chocolate topped with white foam. It was best served in a Coca Cola glass.

    Rain is forecast for next week but through Sunday just partly cloudy and hot. It’s Texas in the summer time what else can I expect. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      A Clark Bar is a bit like Butterfinger or 5th Avenue both of which I also like. I also like Milky Ways and Snickers.

      The crust for the pie is a real crust, the sort you have to roll. It is always topped with whipped cream. My friend Clare always has me make it for her birthday.

      I have heard of egg creams but didn’t know anything except it had no egg. It sounds delicious. Here people order milk shakes expecting to get ice cream. Instead, they mean a frappe.

      Tomorrow will be unseasonably cold, near 60˚. It won’t get hot until Saturday when it will be in the high 70’s. Crazy weather still!

      • Bob Says:

        Ok, the Clark bar center is based on peanut butter? I’m not a fan of Butterfingers but I like Baby Ruth bars, go figure. My chocolate candy taste is very narrow. 🙂

        I don’t know why in New England a milk shake is called a frappe. There’s probably some obscure reason. I wonder where the milkshake frappe border is located? 🙂 What do they call a milk shake in Quebec? If they call it a frappe then the northern border would be the St. Lawrence River. 🙂

      • katry Says:

        It does have peanut butter, but I think a 5th Avenue is a closer match.

        I’ll confuse the issue even more. In Rhode Island a frappe is called a cabinet. It supposedly got its name because that’s where the blender was kept.

        I think the term milkshake is correctly used here in New England. You put milk and syrup in a glass and shake to blend them together. I couldn’t find the origin for the frappe.

      • Bob Says:

        What did we do before Google? Looking for the origin of frappe,mi came across this:

        In Rhode Island, cabinet is the word for milkshake – ice cream, milk, and flavored syrup. People say it’s called a cabinet, because you make it in a blender from the kitchen cabinet. In the rest of New England, a milkshake is called a “frappe” (pronounced “frap”).

        Does the Southern frappe border end at the Rhode Island border or does it extend to include Connecticut? 🙂

      • katry Says:

        I have no idea how far and wide the use of frappe is.

        I knew about Rhode Island and cabinets from being there when I was young. That’s when I was disappointed at the milk shake. I mean, really, who would think cabinet is a frappe is a milk shake.

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