Andrew Henry and I indulged in a not so good for us pre-packaged, calorically indulgent and probably chemically friendly treat the other day. Moderation is the key right? I mean, we don't do this very often but it's hotter than you know what outside and that's the excuse we're going with.
Instant chocolate pudding. I know. Doesn't it sounds kind of gross? I don't know what possessed me but it was kind of good. I even put canned whipping cream and chocolate sprinkles on the top because really, if you're going to do it, do it right. I think my daughter might be wondering what has happened to her health food preaching mother so don't tell her about this - it's bad for my reputation.
It took me right back to my grade school cafeteria. My mom used to put those little tin cans of pudding in my lunch - the ones with the peel back lids. I didn't think of them before but as soon as that first spoonful hit my tongue, there I was. Fun memory. Excuse me, the treadmill is calling.
Does anyone out there remember the little lunchbox metal cans of pudding?