Ask my Mom about Kim and Southern Comfort and a particularly awkward introduction between my high school boyfriend and my Dad. "Ah, hi, Dr. Rossi. Here's Kim." Dead drunk with my boots on the wrong feet I believe. Ah crazy youth!
But I digress. Check out this photo! My husband Mark went to Nashville on business yesterday. No, he does not sell banjos, big-hair hair spray or rhinestone jackets. But he has a client outside of Nashville so there he went.
He called me to say he saw "GOO GOO's" in the airport store. Hey, I might be a Yankee to the core, but I know what a GOO GOO is - even if I'd never tasted one. Southern Treat Extraordinaire! And MOON PIES! The original. The real deal. Not the Burry knock-offs I ate as a kid. (Isn't the packaging gorgeous!?) I said "Oh my Gosh! Bring Some Home!" I figured he'd bring a Goo Goo and a Moon Pie. Not an entire box. But StagMan is a generous sort. So I now have boxes of the stuff.
I ate a Moon Pie. Tasty. I haven't tackled the Goo Goo's yet. Got to pace myself. Is it 10:00am yet???
If any of you Southerners would like a Northern equivalent let me know. I'll send you a box of Funny Bones, Yodels and Sky Bars.
Hope y'all have a good day.