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12 December 2006
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tonight i was craving something. i didn’t really know what. i’d eaten dinner and it was satisfying. but i kept wandering into the kitchen, opening and closing cupboards and the fridge, eating single m&m’s, hoping that i’d strike upon the perfect fix. but nothing did it. then i opened the fridge and made a marvelous discovery. frosting. perfectly buttery, creamy homemade frosting. the very best kind. and my mama had graham crackers. ten minutes and a few graham-cracker-and-frosting cookies later my craving was gone and i was happy. i can’t eat graham cracker cookies without remembering those delightful days in elementary school when i would open my lunch bag and discover that my mama was out of store-bought treats and had resorted to whipping up a batch of frosting and building cookies of her own. she may have thought they were a last resort, a poor substitue for the real thing, but in my child’s mind they were pure confectionary heaven. they still are.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. 13 December 2006 12:54 pm

    there’s no treat so marvelous as graham crackers and chocolate frosting.

  2. 13 December 2006 4:11 pm

    you can have the chocolate frosting ones. i prefer butter cream frosting. never have developed a taste for chocolate frosting, which is, i realize, weird. but it is what it is.

  3. 13 December 2006 4:30 pm

    Whenever I have graham crackers and frosting, I think of the first time I had them too. I was seven and it was the evening my grandpa died and we were staying with my grandma’s first cousin and his wife. Oddly, it’s a happy memory .

  4. 13 December 2006 9:16 pm

    mmmm. graham crackers with frosting. i didn’t know that other people did this – i thought our family invented it! :o)

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