Wow that Seven Up bar sounds pretty cool. Never heard of that. It’s been forever though since I heard someone mention the Boston Baked Beans! I’m glad people took you up on the offer of a poem.
Is the book by our Sarah Perry who used to write the most delightful columns in the Oregonian? I always looked forward to them, and have at least one I clipped for a recipe for olive tapenade.
Butter Rum: yes. My dad would generally have a pack of those in his coat pocket and during afternoon church, I'd reach into his pocket and get one. He had a sweet tooth, as well. His mom would buy Leman mints ("indigenous" to Central Illinois) by the case and you could always count on getting one of those from her. In fact, when you walked into Gramma's house, it had a characteristic minty aroma, unless it was Saturday, when she baked her famous coffee cake. You would definitely be sent home with a loaf.
PayDay was definitely my favorite, but when I recently indulged myself just for the memory, I was very disappointed. Ah, well......
In answer to the Turkish nougat, I loved Big Hunk. Same nougat that you slammed on a hard surface to break into pieces, but it tasted better.
Meanwhile, I also like Kit Kats and have stolen the ad song melody to cast out those awful memories of people who aggravate me. "Outta my head, get outta my head. You're not paying rent so get outta my head." Works every time.
Good idea with the ear worm cure. I think about the “Small World” Disneyland theme and it works, too. And that jingle does not stay around to haunt me, either.
Funny, we are the same age and I was thinking the reason I’ve never had a Big Hunk was it was generational, like Nerds. So I guess not. I like soft candy, caramels and nougat, and chocolate, so maybe Big Hunk did not appeal. That doesn’t explain why I don’t remember even seeing it on a candy display.
Wait! What? your school sold candy? It was a big deal when my high school in Sioux Falls put in soda pop machine. And they let you eat candy during a class? Sue, you’re the same age as me but boy, do you have different experiences.
Well, they wouldn't let us eat it in class, but we had time during lunch break.
As for different experiences, we live in a big country with myriad different cultures and environments. We're bound to have childhoods that formed us in a variety of ways.HA! I remember telling the doctor who replaced my knee about how I lived on an acre of land and the ground was not only on a hillside, but it was uneven all over the place. He looked at me as if I had two heads. He probably never stepped off the pavement wherever he lived. And that's just within a radius of thirty miles.
You know, Fran, it might be fun to collaborate on a piece: you write your childhood and I write mine and compare the differences.
I returned recently from a 18 day trip to the Emerald Isle. Lovely! Upon my return, I prepared a dinner for my my spouse and mother in law. For desert, I shared the last 3 entries of Becoming and it was profound and special. Barely made it through a few of the poems without shedding a little tear. We were all moved! Your writings are always appreciated Fran ;-) thank you!
Oh, Carrie, thank you for this heartfelt comment. Catherine Sanborn, who also commented on this post, is my sister, and she lives in Ireland. We both know how lucky she is!
I don’t know if you read all the way to the end of the post, but I mentioned you. I hope I got it right.
What fun going back to the nostalgia candy. My all time fav was the 7up bar too. I remember Santa putting one in my stocking for many years. Otherwise, the other many favs (including ones my dentist would not approve)..Mary Janes, Bit-O-Honey, Sugar daddy, Sugar mama, sugar babies and last lastly Big Hunk.
Wish I had thought of Bit-o-honey. It was one of my favorites. For some reason, I have never had a Big Hunk. Like Nerds, it was a candy of a younger generation. It might be like Bonomo’s Turkish taffy.
I cracked up reading your reflection about Turkish Taffy. Yes, why did we smack the bars against a hard surface. Another question, why eat that candy in the first place. So many better options.
Wow that Seven Up bar sounds pretty cool. Never heard of that. It’s been forever though since I heard someone mention the Boston Baked Beans! I’m glad people took you up on the offer of a poem.
Is the book by our Sarah Perry who used to write the most delightful columns in the Oregonian? I always looked forward to them, and have at least one I clipped for a recipe for olive tapenade.
Butter Rum: yes. My dad would generally have a pack of those in his coat pocket and during afternoon church, I'd reach into his pocket and get one. He had a sweet tooth, as well. His mom would buy Leman mints ("indigenous" to Central Illinois) by the case and you could always count on getting one of those from her. In fact, when you walked into Gramma's house, it had a characteristic minty aroma, unless it was Saturday, when she baked her famous coffee cake. You would definitely be sent home with a loaf.
PayDay was definitely my favorite, but when I recently indulged myself just for the memory, I was very disappointed. Ah, well......
The woman who wrote for the Oregonian was Sara Perry. I did a double take on the name too! She died in 2016.
I just remembered the candy I really disliked, Bit-O-Honey, although I love honey, but not in that form. Two other favorites: Charms and Chuckles.
I’m not familiar with either of those! But I do like Bit-o-Honey.
Ah yes, the best LifeSaver flavor of all, Butter Rum.
Absolutely!
In answer to the Turkish nougat, I loved Big Hunk. Same nougat that you slammed on a hard surface to break into pieces, but it tasted better.
Meanwhile, I also like Kit Kats and have stolen the ad song melody to cast out those awful memories of people who aggravate me. "Outta my head, get outta my head. You're not paying rent so get outta my head." Works every time.
Good idea with the ear worm cure. I think about the “Small World” Disneyland theme and it works, too. And that jingle does not stay around to haunt me, either.
Funny, we are the same age and I was thinking the reason I’ve never had a Big Hunk was it was generational, like Nerds. So I guess not. I like soft candy, caramels and nougat, and chocolate, so maybe Big Hunk did not appeal. That doesn’t explain why I don’t remember even seeing it on a candy display.
Big Hunk was in my school cafeteria candy case. Everyday a Big Hunk got me through the afternoon classes.zzzzzzz
Wait! What? your school sold candy? It was a big deal when my high school in Sioux Falls put in soda pop machine. And they let you eat candy during a class? Sue, you’re the same age as me but boy, do you have different experiences.
Well, they wouldn't let us eat it in class, but we had time during lunch break.
As for different experiences, we live in a big country with myriad different cultures and environments. We're bound to have childhoods that formed us in a variety of ways.HA! I remember telling the doctor who replaced my knee about how I lived on an acre of land and the ground was not only on a hillside, but it was uneven all over the place. He looked at me as if I had two heads. He probably never stepped off the pavement wherever he lived. And that's just within a radius of thirty miles.
You know, Fran, it might be fun to collaborate on a piece: you write your childhood and I write mine and compare the differences.
I returned recently from a 18 day trip to the Emerald Isle. Lovely! Upon my return, I prepared a dinner for my my spouse and mother in law. For desert, I shared the last 3 entries of Becoming and it was profound and special. Barely made it through a few of the poems without shedding a little tear. We were all moved! Your writings are always appreciated Fran ;-) thank you!
Oh, Carrie, thank you for this heartfelt comment. Catherine Sanborn, who also commented on this post, is my sister, and she lives in Ireland. We both know how lucky she is!
I don’t know if you read all the way to the end of the post, but I mentioned you. I hope I got it right.
Yes, the love of coffee ;-)
It is one way to tip you and show my appreciation. Have a wonderful day!
What fun going back to the nostalgia candy. My all time fav was the 7up bar too. I remember Santa putting one in my stocking for many years. Otherwise, the other many favs (including ones my dentist would not approve)..Mary Janes, Bit-O-Honey, Sugar daddy, Sugar mama, sugar babies and last lastly Big Hunk.
Wish I had thought of Bit-o-honey. It was one of my favorites. For some reason, I have never had a Big Hunk. Like Nerds, it was a candy of a younger generation. It might be like Bonomo’s Turkish taffy.
I cracked up reading your reflection about Turkish Taffy. Yes, why did we smack the bars against a hard surface. Another question, why eat that candy in the first place. So many better options.
Cracked up! Ha!
Boy it’s nice to hear from you Fran.