Have you ever had something that you’ve just loved? I mean really loved?
When I was growing up, I just couldn’t get enough of these individually wrapped brownies, chocolate-frosted fudge to be exact. I’d stand in line at the student store of my high school for any length of time just to get my hands on one of these waxy delights. I’d even pay the fifty cents to get it…sometimes I'd buy three or four of them.
Can you even begin to fathom the beauty of a sunrise as seen from the other side of the world? Of the splendor in the delicate strains of angels singing praises from the lofty heavens over something so delicious and beautiful? Perhaps even imagine the glorious thrill at such a sprinkling of goodness in a world filled with lame sauce?
Well if you can, then you can probably also visualize the horror of the day when the gods of deliciousness turned their backs upon me, and the production of this little delight ceased.
I was devastated.
From what I gathered through the grapevine, it was that those dratted little Keebler elves. With their corporate conglomerate and bags of money, they bought out Sunshine (and the sunshine of my heart) that in actuality owned the Plantation Corporation. Sadly, it wasn’t long thereafter that old Tony the Tiger himself and his thugs at Kellogg decided to buy out Keebler. I’m pretty sure that it was Tony who made the final decision that the Plantation Brownie just wasn’t worth it - probably with the help of Snap, Crackle, and Pop. Those little…well, whatever they really are—production of this little delight stopped and a little piece of my soul died that day.
I still can’t eat Frosted Flakes.
Curses. Curses. Curses to all those companies run by banished house-elves and talking tigers that have inferiority complexes and continually bemoan just how grrreeeaaaat they are because of it.
I lost all hope of being united with my scrumptious little delight ever again.
Then—quite unbelievably—something magical happened. From what I understand, Mrs. Freshley has now thundered into the brownie arena, and has decided to work some magic of her own. Of course, I don’t know if these new brownies are any bit as good as the Plantation brand was, but rumor has it that they are.
Dreams really do come true.
It’s just too bad that shipping for one from California is nearly $14.00
Maybe the Plantation Brownie wasn't quite as good as I remembered it anyhow…