Monday, September 29, 2008
Last month for my birthday I thought I would make something special…pancakes.
I went to the flagship store in Prati. This is the place for cranberry juice and other hard to find foreign food. They also a great selection of Italian gourmet food.
The food from America isn’t cheap. I paid the equilvant of 12 U.S. dollars for a tiny ass box of pancake mix and a small bottle of syrup from Vermont.
However, I enjoyed my purchases immensely. I thought by now I would be craving certain foods but I don’t. The only things I really miss from the States are Jelly Bellys and Swedish Fish and they are not food. Oh how I wish they were packed with vitamins. Anyway, I can go to Ikea for the Fish. Seriously, if the craving gets that strong I have no problem taking the bus to the train then another bus just to buy the candy and these dill potato chips that are sooooo good.
Sometimes I have conflicting feelings about buying Aunt Jemina pancake mix. It really is the best. Same with Uncle Ben’s rice…again it’s the best regular rice. They are the brands I grew up with. I’ve tried others and they were not as good. At least now Aunt Jemina (a former slave named Nancy Green was the model) lost the Mammy get up in the 50s. The brand has been around since the 1890s.
I don’t have any issues with the Quakers Oats man or Mr. Clean. Ha.
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