I bet you thought I was out of American Snack Reviews, seeing as I’ve been back in Canada for four months now. (Cue predictable and hackneyed musings like “How is it November already / Where has the time gone / It’s been snowing all day I weep.”)
But guess what? So willing am I to eke out my memories of Cedar City that I’ve rummaged up another collection of storebought (and predominately sweet) goodies for you to peruse.
P.S. If you’re after real-time/Canadian life-and-snack updates -> Instagram.
Because it was 1am.
Except at Walmart.
That’s how we do.
It was better than the apple pie.
But that’s not saying much, because neither were very good.
Such is what happens when you buy pie from Walmart, not Marie Callender’s. I should have known better. I will admit to feeling shame in my heart.
Once upon a time in Cedar City, Sam brought me a gigantic ginger cookie from the Great Harvest Bread Co, because I was unwell and he is grand. I normally treat sore throats with hot ginger tea, but it turns out warmed-up ginger cookies are almost as effective.
Also, I will now forever associate G&Ts with The Pogues’ verison of And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda, because that’s what was playing from Sam’s computer when he showed me this science trick.
Once upon a time in Cedar City, I learned that cats can be a comfort when you find yourself a-wanting comfort. (Axel is not a snack, obviously. But he several times got high on catnip, which is a catsnack, so this photo definitely counts.)
Once upon a time in Cedar City, I awoke to a glorious breakfast sandwich stuffed with crispy turkey bacon, a fried egg, and cheese on a toasted English muffin, all served incongruously with coffee in a vegan mug.
Take that, Maccas.
Take that, Walmart.
Once upon a time in Cedar City, I opened a fortune cookie that spoke dreams and hope and certainty, and I promised myself I would not forget any of the sweetness I’d found in that little corner of the world.