Maybe it’s because a friend of mine posted a clip on Facebook of the 1987 Crystal Light aerobics championships and I thought, “Oh yeah, I wore that spandex and those Reeboks” or because a few days ago my son and I made a recipe from a magazine clipping I have kept pasted in a book and I realized it is from Spring 1984, or because I’ve just had a birthday and feel really old, but I have been revelling in nostalgia this past week. [Read more…]
I still remember my first taste of Hot Fudge Sauce. It was in a Tin Roof Sundae at Farrell’s Ice Cream Parlour, in the Lougheed Mall – the same mall where my mother sold shoes at the Hudson’s Bay Company.
I had never tasted anything so rich and exotic. It was a warm sauce on cold ice cream! And salty red skinned peanuts to top it all off!
After that first taste, it became a weekly ritual for me to go with my Dad to pick my Mum up from work on Friday nights, at 9pm. [Read more…]