“I’ve been in a very nostalgic mood, and all because of a candy bar.” —Bernadette
This has been an interesting week for me. I’ve been in a very nostalgic mood, and all because of a candy bar.
Mallo Cups? I Thought You Were Dead!
It all started when I did my weekly grocery shopping at an out-of-town food store for the first time (I had heard they had really low prices). I don’t know if any of you remember a candy from years ago called Mallo Cups. These were very popular when I was a kid. I hadn’t seen this candy in years, thinking they were no longer being made. Now, to my surprise and delight, I saw Mallo Cups by the register when I was waiting in the check out line. So of course I greedily grabbed a handful and threw them into my cart, smothering my lettuce, carrots and other veggies!
Under a Willow Tree, Dreaming of the Future
See, these Mallo Cups were a very rare treat for my siblings and myself. On summer afternoons, my Mom would dole out these coveted treats, and we kids would sit under the shade of the draping branches of the huge weeping willow tree in our front yard. We couldn’t get the wrappers off quickly enough, wildly impatient to take the first bite of that gooey, creamy center surrounded by rich, decadent chocolate. Then, after savoring that huge bit, we’d more slowly nibble our way through the remaining circle-shaped candy, to make it last as long as we could.
Satisfied, we’d then lie back on the grass and talk seriously about important matters, like what we wanted to be when we grew up. I always started us off by stating, very matter-of-factly, that I was going to become a lawyer and right the wrongs of injustice. Yes, Perry Mason was my hero!
One of my younger brothers was going to join the Army and fight the Germans. Really, my parents should not have allowed him to watch the TV show “Combat”! And one of my younger sisters said she would grow up and wear high-heeled shoes and carry a big silver purse like our Aunt Kathy. I guess she counted that as a career. We’d just smile and humor her. We had one future cowboy, one nun, and my youngest sister always saying “Me, too” to every career that was mentioned.
Memories and Mallo Cups
These are some very fond memories, and it was good to be close to my siblings in childhood. It’s odd how a simple thing like Mallo Cups can awaken long-forgotten memories. And don’t even get me started on eating watermelons with seeds – now there were some great summer memories.
Together, let’s age boldly,
To read more from “Writing the Digital Page: Notes from Bernadette,” check out the first article: “A Baby Boomer Blogging Adventure.”
Feature Image Credit: Peggy and Marco Lachmann-Anke