s u c k e r s .
getting started. the instructions. the measuring cups. the molds. the sticks. the flavors. the colors. the big pot. and the daisies (which are still lovely, fyi)
marshmallow. key lime pie. and the chips we all love to suck on.
we have made homemade suckers in our family from the beginning of time. (or from the beginning of the Make Your Own Lollipop company.) it was always one of those great treats for us. homemade suckers! when I was really little I would take them to school with me.... even when I got big I would take them to school with me. that might be why people liked me so much. hmmmmm.
(Bobbi & I made them together most. I think because we might be the ones who like them the best.)
anyway. I made homemade suckers the other day (Tuesday. same day I made homemade jam--raspberry/huckleberry. Jason says it tastes like it could be a desert. I think that means I made jam good.) and it brought back lots of memories of past sucker-making-days. the times when we put in a few too many teaspoons (as opposed to the 1 tsp. the recipe calls for) of cinnamon flavoring into the batch (my mom thought she'd like them really really hot-to the point of tasting a bit like potpouri-and the house to smell nice and cinnamony/spicy for a week. you would honestly walk into the house and your nose would start burning and your eyes watering. ooops. after those experiences my dad learned his lesson. when we would get out the sucker stuff he would go upstairs, close his bedroom door, and block the crack between the door & the floor with a towel. much like he does when he sees the salsa making stuff..... that salsa could quite literally sizzle your tongue off.) naturally, we don't really make cinnamon suckers any more. (but we still like salsa.)
so after a few hours of pouring, stirring, preparing molds, & one burned batch I produced two beautiful bouquets of delicious suckers and a nice little bowl of chips to munch. with the smells and the noise of the bubbling and boiling came sweet little moments as I was taken back to the memories of sucker-making-times-past. times with my mom. times with my sisters. times with friends. times with my roommates. happy times. good days.