Sorely Disappointed
March 24, 2008 | We Are Family
On a recent evening, SB prepared a delicious dinner that was ready when I got home from my nightly two hour traffic battle. As we were finishing up he said, “I also got a special dessert treat from days of yore.”
Ooh, thought I. Smores? A chocolate digestive, perhaps?
Nope.
Are you kidding me?
He knows now that he is not ever to offer a “special dessert treat” when all he can deliver is scary exploding candy made from god knows what. There better AT LEAST be chocolate involved if you’re offering me anything of a questionable nature that we used to eat long ago, before we knew about the dangers of sugar, and you know, chemicals.
Posted by Jenny @ 8:41 am
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March 24th, 2008 at 9:52 am, dahli Says:
ha ha ha! But scary exploding candy is so much fun! Especially when washed down with a…beer? Is that really a beer he’s washing down Pop Rocks with? Because some sort of carbonated beverage with even more sugar was the route I always took. Then I ran around the block 18 times while my mother pulled her hair out.
xo
March 24th, 2008 at 10:35 am, Camille Says:
I’m in agreement with you on the chocolate. Pop rocks is just so 8th grade. But I hope your dinner was faboo!
March 24th, 2008 at 10:48 am, jamie Says:
Isn’t there some sort of urban legend about Pop Rocks and Coke? The one with Mikey from the life cereal commercials? Wonder if the carbonation from Alaskan Amber is as potent…
March 24th, 2008 at 12:31 pm, beth c Says:
Only a boy would think that was a treat.
March 24th, 2008 at 2:47 pm, sizzle Says:
I would have been disappointed it wasn’t chocolate too. Like why can’t it be a drumstick from the ice cream man? I’d like that.
March 24th, 2008 at 7:39 pm, Sheila Says:
Ooooh, I love the pop rocks. They are so fun. I love food you can play with.
March 24th, 2008 at 9:01 pm, tacomachickadee Says:
sizzle now has me craving drumsticks … The ice cream kind , of course
March 25th, 2008 at 9:32 am, Mocha Says:
Forgive him as he knew not what he was doing. Also, he cooked. And had beer. That would be enough for me at the moment.
Do you need me to send some chocolate digestives?
March 25th, 2008 at 7:08 pm, JR Says:
I love poprocks! But I was disappointed as well, bcause when I first glanced at that photo I thought it was that candy with the sticks? You dip the stick in the sugar and eat it? I don’t know what it’s called, but I HEART IT.
March 25th, 2008 at 10:37 pm, ~e Says:
I love SB’s hutz-pah! Washing that shit down with a beer isn’t 8th grade at all! That is some balls out stupid: cool! As for the chocolate…at least your were surprised, right! HA…:)
March 26th, 2008 at 4:15 pm, Jenny Says:
dahli: I can totally picture that. God. Can you imagine eating pop rocks and coke now?
Camille: I know, right? Yes, the dinner WAS good, making the dessert all the more disappointing.
jamie: The Alaskan Amber seemed to have no ill effects. But gross, right?
beth c: Totally.
Sizzle: YES! That’s exactly the kind of old school treat I was hoping for!
Sheila: I am calling BS. Have you had a pop rock recently? Or are you just thinking, “Ahh, Pop Rocks” in a nostalgic sort of way?
chickadee: me too!
Mocha: HI THERE! Yes, the food and beer were enough of a treat, I suppose. Are chocolate digestives easier to come by out east? They’re kind of a specialty foods item here.
JR: Again, with the BS calling. Have you had some recently? I can totally picture that candy you’re talking about, but I can’t think of what it’s called either.
e: Sure! Take his side.
March 26th, 2008 at 4:22 pm, beth c Says:
It’s called lik-m-aid. Ahh, the innards of a pixie stick and a sugary stick. How disgusting is it that I used to SHARE that candy with friends? I mean, you LICK it! It’s right in the name!