An Ode to My Childhood Snacks

 Recently, my friends and I decided to create a snack locker to fuel our daily studies. Piling into Bernadette, (the name I have given my car) we took a trip to the new Costco to stock up on all the necessary goods. Thus began my childhood snack renaissance. Since aging out of elementary school, I had largely forgotten the delightful afternoon delicacies I used to consume on a daily basis. The snack locker has taken me on a trip down memory lane, so I am here today to relive some nostalgic childhood memories through my favorite snacks. 

Goldfish

My mom was always very nutrition-conscious growing up. Although we were allowed to have snacks in the house, she always tried to choose the healthier option when available. Of all the cheddar-flavored crackers available at the grocery store, we always came home with the value-sized box of whole-grain goldfish. Each morning before school, I would pack a lunch of unsweetened Mott’s applesauce, a tortilla roll of ham and cheese, string cheese, and thirty-two grams of whole grain Goldfish. Ever the pragmatist, my mom used the kitchen balance to measure out the correct serving size of Goldfish, a habit which I continued. The nutritional information on the back of the Goldfish box will tell you that thirty grams are the serving size. My sneaky, Goldfish-loving self sneaked in an extra two grams. Every day at lunch I always ate my goldfish first, and I still use the same reusable cotton pouch to pack Goldfish in my lunch a decade later. 

Fruit Roll-Ups 

The “special occasion” snack of my childhood was Fruit Roll-Ups. My mom preferred that I ate real fruits as compared to the chemical concoction of preservatives in Fruit Roll-Ups, so whenever I spent a day at a friend’s house, my eyes filled with glee if they offered me one. Delightfully chewy and practically phosphorescent, a Fruit-Roll Up easily became the culinary highlight of my day. 

 

String Cheese 

I am sad to admit that there is no string cheese in my locker. I pondered purchasing a skin fridge off of Amazon, (a mini-fridge meant to store skincare products) however I soon realized that my locker was not outfitted with an outlet, and was therefore unfit to store a small army of cheese sticks. I could not make a blog post about my favorite childhood snacks and not include string cheese though. To bite or not to bite, that is the question. At my third-grade lunch table, I had lengthy debates over the proper way to eat string cheese (Biting string cheese is clearly the wrong way to eat STRING cheese). Either way, I enjoyed a string cheese regularly over the course of my elementary education, sometimes twice a day if I was craving one as an afternoon snack. Thank you string cheese for fostering my love of all things cheese-related. 

Capri Sun 

Nothing reminds me of birthday parties quite like a pouch of Capri Sun. With their ingeniously child friendly packaging, Capri Sun was a staple at any roller rink, bowling, or arcade outing. Like Fruit Roll-Ups, I didn’t have Capri Sun on a regular basis, therefore at any party, I arrived at, I made a beeline for the drink section. Fruit Punch and Pacific Cooler were my favorite flavors, and I wanted to claim my stake in them before they were all taken by the sticky hands of my fellow partygoers. Capri Suns were also an essential road trip beverage, packed into a small white and blue cooler that sat in between my sister and me on ventures across the US and consumed at pit stops in the middle of rural Indiana. 

Smartfood Popcorn

To continue the theme of cheddar flavored snacks is the Smartfood White Cheddar Popcorn, which in my opinion, is the best popcorn on the market. Perfectly cheesy, with the right amount of crunch, Smartfood was the summer snack of my childhood. Whenever the playgroup friends got together at the pool, The bag of Smartfood was always the first snack to be opened and devoured in under 10 minutes. I remain a loyal and faithful consumer of this iconic product and intend to remain so for many years to come. 

Lessons From the Shelter

I began volunteering at the Naperville Area Humane Society over the summer to fill up some of my summer boredom with productive activity, and admittedly, to continue racking up service hours. The Humane Society had recently undergone renovations to increase the size of the space and thus the capacity of animals they could take care of and were in need of extra volunteers. That’s how I became a volunteer at the shelter.

My first shift at the shelter was quite the learning curve. I had gone through a brief 30-minute training the week prior, but cleaning the entire cat wing for real was a far more formative experience. My grandpa always used to say that the devil is in the details, and I don’t think I quite understood what that meant until that day. I view cleaning the wing as not 1 large task but an amalgamation of about 30 smaller tasks. Each task needs to be completed thoroughly but efficiently. There is so much to do, but that does not mean corners can be cut. If that happens, the cats’ health and wellbeing are put at risk. I learned all that on the first day. 

I have been a volunteer at the shelter for 3 months now, and here are a couple of the lessons I have taken away so far.

Lesson #1 

Drop whatever preconceived notions you have about a person before you get to know them 

Now, you might think this is an obvious lesson, but if you take a bit of time to think about all the judgments you make about a person before you even get to know them, you might realize that these primary judgments can have a real influence on your interactions with the person. I came to this realization when I met Christine, another volunteer of middle-age with a thick German accent and a habit of smoking. During my first day, Christine was very friendly. A seasoned volunteer of almost 5 years, she graciously took the time to show me where everything was located and reminded me of little tasks I might forget about such as wiping down the bars of the cages. After about an hour of cleaning, she popped her head into the room I was working in and asked, “Are you okay in here? I am going outside for a smoke”. I nodded and she turned to go outside. I rolled my eyes as she walked away, thinking to myself how sad it was that she smoked because I was really starting to like her, but I couldn’t be friends with a smoker. I have grown up in a household where smoking is looked down upon, and I am thankful for that because smoking is harmful to one’s health. I think that I also developed a habit of subconsciously looking down upon the people that do smoke, judging them for making such a poor life choice. During our lunch break one day, Christine said to me “my smoking does not harm anyone but myself. If someone is drunk and they get in a car and crash into someone, they have harmed themself and someone else”. If someone drinks alcohol, I don’t immediately write them off, yet I did that with someone who smokes. Who am I to judge someone about their life choices when it pertains to only themself? Christine has chosen to smoke, and I choose not to agree with that lifestyle, but I can still be friends with her despite these differences in opinions. 

Lesson #2 

Take the time to appreciate the people that keep public spaces clean 

The shelter depends on volunteers to clean the entire building, from the cat and dog wings, to the lobby, to the bathrooms, to mowing the grass on the property. I did not appreciate clean floors in a school, in doctor’s offices, or really any indoor building open to the public until I was the one sweeping and mopping them. The manual labor required for cleaning is exhausting, and I didn’t garner a true appreciation for the people who do it every day until I was cleaning the floors of the cat wing on a regular basis. So take this as your sign to go thank the school janitor next time you are leaving the school at 8 at night and the janitors are still there, ensuring that school is a pleasant place to learn. 

Lesson #3 

Cats are like people

Some cats are more outgoing than others. Some cats are more grumpy than others. Some cats are more self-sufficient than others. People are like that too, and they are all valuable.