July came and went with little baking (or anything else) accomplished as I sported my bright blue cast. In the last few weeks, my walking boot has made me mobile again, though a bit slow and wobbly. I have to prioritize. My broken ankle got in the way of my baking plans for a July military care package, but this August package was important. Paratrooper Derik turned 23 this month and a Monday Box birthday care package was imperative.
Childhood memories often include nostalgically remembered sweets. Whether those candies, cookies, and ice cream would taste as wonderful to an adult palate isn’t important. It’s the happiness those treats produced that creates such fond memories. Some commercially produced snacks continue to create cravings for generations. Oreo’s are 102 years old. M and M’s have been around for 73 years. When it was announced in 2012 that Twinkies in the U.S. would no longer be made after 82 years in production, hoarding and near hysteria ensued. A year later, a new company took over Twinkie production to the joy and relief of fans.
When my son receives a Monday Box, his assigned task, as he happily munches, is to critique the contents. Along with tried and true favorites, I often send him cookies that I consider to be a works-in-progress. These are cookies that meet my deliciousness and care package worthy standards, but are missing a yet to be defined something. I don’t know what most moms talk to their 21 year old sons about on the phone, but as my son walks through campus, going to or coming from class, we often talk about cookies.