I grew up in a non Jell-O making family until somebody, somewhere made it the desert of choice for people trying to loose weight in the 1970's then, it was everywhere.
Jell-O molds, Jell-O with fruit in it. Going my friends' house for dinner. The shag carpet neatly at attention, a three foot by three foot Godseye hangs over their chimney with care and the potluck was in full speed. There at end to the table separated from normal deserts, like cake and pie, sits Jell-O. Red, passive, ready to cut into squares. Very adult Jell-O. Lonely.
Jell-0 is needed nowhere. But if you're going to have Jell-O it's got to be red or green. Not strawberry or lime flavored. It will taste nothing like that, if you are expecting it to.
By the time Jell-O made it the cafeterias of my youth, it was for snorting(on a bet) throwing (for fun) or propelling at someone (Todd) through a straw. Jell-O. Not food.
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