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Childhood Delicacies

Hot pie crust rolled out practically paper-flat Sprinkled lavishly with cinnamon and sugar, Red Kool-aide made with real sugar, So sweet your teeth can barely stand it, More cool tasty French onion sour cream dip than chips, A teensy sliver of a tiny dab of a hotdog in a giant bowl of ketchup that you lick with your finger. Gobs of hot macaroni and cheese, fresh from a Kraft Boy-R-Dee box, And peanut butter sandwiches oozing over the edge and onto the counter with grape jelly. Nothing makes you salivate faster than your childhood delicacies.

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Date: 10/29/2018 11:04:00 AM
I still need them occasionally; especially the PB&J ooze. It always hits the spot. Thanks for the memory.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/29/2018 11:35:00 AM
You are more than welcome. I just had lunch and now I am bemoaning the fact I have no peanut butter or jelly.
Date: 10/28/2018 1:27:00 AM
Making me hungry...though port wine cheese and Japanese rib-eye steak are more style now. -Richard
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/28/2018 6:40:00 AM
But did you get a snack? That was my intention, you see. To get all the snack-deprived to remember and reward themselves.

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