Tuesday, March 03, 2009

It may be below freezing, but I am currently struck with flashbacks of summer camp!

Did you go to summer camp? Live in the forest with no electricity, swim in a questionable lake, reville and taps...

Very specific things bring me back: a certain crispness in the air; smells of dirt and pine; waking up in that certain angle of sunlight streaming through the screen, pinecones...but on a more practical level, certain foods. We had a Shasta call (where i discovered my brief obsession with lipton brisk iced tea in a can), we had boxes of nesquik (white milk is lame) and kool-aid (for my nalgene, way before carrying a nalgene was cool) tucked away in our cabin cubbies, a box of our fav cereal to carry to flag raising and breakfast (b/c cheerios and shredded wheat shall be left for the new campers not in the know and the eggs were rubbery), the rice/soy milk you talked the kitchen into keeping for you (oh well, if the milk is chocolate, the lactose doesn't make me sick *wink*), dipping everythig in ranch, a Miller's shake or freeze and chicken fingers, Pizza Factory pizza/Pines pizza (depending on why you got pizza...were you an alumni (Pines), were you a Senior/CILT dressed as an idiot in Oakhurst (Pizza Factory)), and Choco Tacos.

Have you ever had a Choco Taco? If not, you have missed out on one of the great parts of childhood. It's a taco shell made from waffle cone filled with fudge striped vanilla ice cream with choclate and peanuts on top. We had a chant for choco taco days. It went CHOCO TACO, CHOCO TACO, etc. It went on until they gave us the choco tacos. Even the people who refused to eat at camp (whether it be the quality of camp food or the fact that many of us were from the capital of schizophrenic eating habits, LA) ate them. I had slightly forgotten about their existance until today (Sorry Choco Taco gods, I promise penance...see link). Reading the many varied blogs I do I stumbled upon a link on YumSugar....I have no clue what was being written about, but the word Choco Taco drew me to click the link. So I did, and I found this:

How to Make a Choco Taco from Scratch

If you find yourself with a craving for something cold and creamy and scrumptious and cannot find the authentic thing, I would definately try this because there is nothing that can transport you back to the ice cream covered summer day's of your childhood any faster...

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