Millennium Memoir
Moon and Stars . .


Jacob's Cream Crackers and Cheese

On a visit to Ireland in 1981, we picked up a small orange packet of crackers to have in the car while on the way to visit some magnificent vista. Those crackers were Jacob's and I developed an intense addiction to them.

By age ten, I was so thoroughly enamored of these crackers that I would beg my mother to just give me cheese and crackers for lunch. She would indulge me from time to time, putting up to six crackers a pat of butter and a few slices of processed cheese into my lunch bag along with a piece of fruit and a cookie.

Jacob's with a slice of cheese on top and a tall cold glass of milk was one of my ost frequent snacks when I got home from school. When I ate them like that I imagined that I was a poor girl with nothing else to eat. That made them even more delicious than they already were. I found a strange romanticism in adversity and duress, garnered no doubt from the literature that was my constant companion at that age: Little Women, Great Expectations and a variety of other 19th century children's literature all of which emphasized the goodliness of a simple, unadorned life.

Eating Jacob's Cream Crackers with cheese was my idea of a simple, unadorned life at that age.

Today, I'd be very happy if I could afford the indulgence of eating six crackers with cheese and butter on a weekly basis. But the crackers cost far too much to be buying them regularly.

Moonlit Trees . .

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