when i went home to New Jersey on Sunday, i was surprised by the plate of cookies my mother the gourmet presented following lunch.
the chocolate Thin Mints were not the surprise, my father has always loved them and we used to stock up on them when Girl Scout fundraising season rolled around each year.
Animal Crackers? i asked.
yes, my mother replied, popping one into her mouth.
really? i asked.
we like them. from a bag, not a box. she clarified matter of factly.
times really do change...
|Sunday, Mendham NJ|