Most of you know that I enjoy good food. Some of you might recall that when I was a sophomore in high school, AKA a decade ago this fall, the Lawrence High band went to New Orleans. It was my first trip away from home with no relatives with me and honestly, I was stoked. I had visions of crazy parties in the hotel and making out (with who, I had no idea) at Mardi Gras World.
I don't think anyone knows how Golden Grahams fit into the picture. To this day, they remain one of the things I remember most about the 1996 Sugar Bowl. Along with the horrendously long bus trip, the stellar aquarium, playing the marimba in front of thousands of people, and Bourbon Street.
We'd been told to bring a lot of snacks on the trip because our schedule would be touch and go. I ate pretty much all what I'd brought on the bus ride down to NO, because I was too sleepy/lazy to get off the bus when we stopped at Wendy's or whatever. Not to mention I hate standing in line, and that was pretty much a given.
So I ended up on the first day with a box of Golden Grahams. And no money, because I lost it or forgot to ask my parents for some. I can't remember.
The bottom line is that I ate dry Golden Grahams for 3 days straight, all meals except for dinner. The GG then had deeper ridges on them, which meant they scraped your mouth. Not as much as Cap'n Crunch, but you get the idea.
I will never forget rolling back into Lawrence, my mouth dry and tongue scratched, breaking into one of the chewy pecan pralines I'd gotten as a present for my parents.