snackreligious: Death Row

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Monday, August 4, 2008

A summer lesson: It gets hot in snack jail.

And when your aging box of Lemonheads looks like this on the outside:

It might mean all the lemon drops on the inside are melted and stuck together. Like this:

And you're not going to get to eat any.

Boo.

Jennette: Midwest in New York; "I have a thermos bottle with cream of tomato soup," she said. "And a lobster salad sandwich on thin slices of white bread. I have celery, carrot sticks, and black olives, and a little cardboard shaker of salt for the celery. And two plums and a tiny basket of cherries. And vanilla pudding with chocolate sprinkles and a spoon to eat it with." "That's a good lunch," said Albert. "I think it's nice that there are all different kinds of lunches and breakfasts and dinners and snacks. I think eating is nice." "So do I," said Frances, and she made the lobster-salad sandwich, the celery, the carrot sticks, and the olives come out even. -- from "Bread and Jam for Frances" by Russell Hoban

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