"Fig newtons: One of my favorite cookies as a child. In fact, I wish I had some right now. I wonder why I never buy them? Excuse me while I add that item to my grocery list.
And I did. Today we went to the grocery store, and I found out that whoever commented that they are expensive knew what she was talking about: over $3 for a few cookies. I could have gotten the store-brand ones for a decent price, but I wanted the kind I had as a child, just this once. It's only a one-time thing anyway. While I was at it, big spender that I am, I bought a package of Strawberry Newtons too, although they didn't make those when I was a kid.
A six-dollar-plus walk down memory lane. Almost seven bucks, in fact.
Cliff and I came home and I heated up yesterday's home-made soup for our lunch, all the while anticipating those Newtons I'd have for dessert.
When I bit into one, it just didn't taste the same as when I was a child.
I've had this happen many times, and not just with food. It's as though my sense of taste (or sight or hearing) has faded, and what was once a delight to me is now just so-so.
Just one more thing about getting old that I don't care for.
I came upon a strange thing in the soda aisle at the store:
Someone walked right out of her shoes!Just before we crossed the river on the way home, we saw a huge flock of snow geese that had landed in a last-years corn field to eat. I hope by clicking on the picture you can see them; anyhow, all that expanse of white you see is geese!
