I normally have Cheerio’s when I have cereal for breakfast. I bought into the heart-healthy
business they portray in their commercials.
But, yesterday morning, a bowl of corn flakes snapped me
back to my childhood. You should
try it. Put sugar on the flakes
instead of fruit, the way you did when you were young, and use whole milk.
Oh, come on, one bowl of real milk and
a little sugar won’t kill you. Do that and you’ll be blasted back to when you were twelve.
It won’t cure your arthritis or make your back feel better,
but for a few minutes your taste buds will make you feel like a kid again,
where anything’s possible.
Unless of course, you had a crappy childhood, like Oliver. Gruel won’t do it.
In that case forget about your childhood and have eggs
Florentine.
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