”I’m not sure I could trust a man who would bypass an Oreo in favor of vanilla wafers. It’s a fundamental character flaw, possibly a sign of true evil.”
Yesterday I was awake so early, at least for me, you’d think it was Christmas, and I was six. We had a uke concert at ten at the Chatham Airport open house, and we were supposed to be there by nine. I needed coffee first, hence the early alarm, and I wanted a good parking space. It all worked out just fine. We played The Beatles, and the audience sang along. I had lunch and then wandered around the old cars and the planes. It was fun.
We are expecting rain. It is 67°. It is windy and not windy. The morning feels chilly. I’m staying home today. I have nowhere I need to go, and I am where I want to be.
When I was a kid, we never drank tonic, which is Massachusetts for soft drinks like Coke. We drank Zarez, a sweet syrup which came in a small glass jug and was mixed with water. Mostly we drank orange. My mother used to keep a pitcher full in the fridge. They don’t make Zarex any more.
We were not a big salad family except for potato salad, that was a barbecue staple, and maybe Waldorf salad at Thanksgiving. I thought the grossest salad was Ambrosia. It didn’t even look appealing. Some were a disgusting green in color and some had little marshmallows.
My mother always bought Oreos. The best way to eat them was to split them and save the cream side for last. When they were young, my sisters used to feed the plain side to Duke, our dog. The three of them would sit on the back steps to eat their cookies. My father loved Hydrox so my mother bought those too. My father was a dipper. He dipped his Hydrox in milk. Oreos are great the same way. Cookies never lasted long in our house. I still like Oreos, but I eat them whole. I am partial to the original though I’d never turn down double stuffed.
In summer all the rules changed. Bedtime was later. If we stayed close, in the neighborhood, we could play outside even after the street lights had turned on. I remember the circle of light on the ground. I remember the shadows. I remember the excitement of being outside in the dark.
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June 9, 2024 at 2:01 pm
Hi Kat,
Today the sun is back out and we are predicting a little cooler day of only 95°. Yesterday, the high temperature was 97°, one degree short of tying the record temperature for the day. 🙂
When we first moved to Texas in 1953, the most popular soft drink was Dr. Pepper. I never really liked the stuff that was first concocted in 1885 in Waco Texas. It was then a locally available product. I always thought it tasted similar to carbonated prune juice. 😦
I have never separated an Oreo cookie nor have I dunked them in milk. I enjoy them as they were designed combining the chocolate cookie with the very sweet cream filling. Only the deity and Nabisco knows what’s in the white cream filling.
Since the Texas Rangers won the World Series last year, I have been watching them on TV almost religiously. Unfortunately, they are not playing at world championship levels. Maybe the TV announcers should stop using the monicker, “World Series Champions”, ahead of their name until they start playing like world champions. 🙂 In today’s world of free agency, it’s very difficult for a team to repeat.
June 9, 2024 at 8:19 pm
Hi Bob,
It stayed chilly all day here and is down to the low 60’s. Tomorrow should be in the low 70’s but down to the 50’s at night. This is a weird weather time of year here, but it will get better as the ocean warms.
I just read the other day that Dr. Pepper is the second favorite drink behind the tie between regular Coke and Pepsi. I think Dr. Pepper tastes like medicine.
I’m surprised that even as a kid you didn’t separate Oreos. The cream, the best part, was saved for last that way. One of our favorite desserts is whoopie pies. We use a recipe my sister got in the fourth grade. My sister makes them for birthdays and especially for Christmas. They are quickly eaten. My sister’s daughter in law wants the recipe but so far my sister had kept it secret. The reason is Cristco is in the frosting.
Right now I am watching game 2 of the NBA finals between the Celtics and the Cavs. Now that is a Texas team to get behind right now.