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A long way from home

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Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.

For today’s prompt I had to do some double checking on relative distances from my childhood home versus my current home.

It turns out that the furthest I had been from home was from Colorado to Florida, which would be about 1,500 miles by air.

To this day, it is the only time I’ve been to Florida. My family liked to use the Christmas holiday to travel and spend time with extended family. Usually this was time spent with my Mom’s side of the family because my Dad is an only child. However, one Christmas was spent visiting my paternal grandparents in Florida.

The first few days or so we spent in a hotel and doing some sightseeing. Among all the places we visited were Disney World and Universal Studios, of course. The latter part of the vacation we stayed with Grandma and Grandpa so we could have Christmas dinner together and open gifts.

That trip would have been about 25 years ago, and the world has changed so much since then. Personally, I don’t know that I would go back. There are other places in the country, and the world, to visit if I have the chance.

Childhood Nostalgia: Food Edition

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Daily writing prompt
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?
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Growing up, my family was fortunate enough to have Schwan’s in the area. If you don’t know what that is, it’s a frozen food delivery service. They drive around in these utility type trucks decked out with coolers/freezers and emblazoned with company logos and art. You could either call them up and place an order or schedule a monthly or weekly stop where they come to your home, hand you a magazine of products for you to select from, and then give you whatever you want so long as it was on the truck. (It wasn’t cheap, mind you, but not exorbitantly expensive like today’s food delivery services that took over the gig work industry during and after the pandemic.) We didn’t order/buy from them very frequently because of the cost, but there were a select few items that we would get once or twice a year (I did say not very frequently) and those were a kind of highlight to my childhood, at least when it came to food.

The one item that would top the list of foods that transport me to my childhood, the thing I enjoyed most often from those Schwan’s trucks, was those little single-serve vanilla ice cream cups that had a swirl of strawberry. Those cups that come with the little wood spoon. I still see them around today, and have even had little flashbacks just from LOOKING at them.

It’s not like they were a staple food/dessert/treat of my childhood, but my family loved those little cups of frozen joy.