Originally I was just going to write a simple, less than interesting article on the history of congealed salad. I was going to cover the peak popularity years between 1930-1950, an age where we welcomed in winners such as Seafoam Salad and one delicately named “Pink Stuff”. Quirky, cute, a fluff read. (Get it?)
Anyways, I was merrily halfway into my Google searches, cross referencing all the wonderfulness that my eyes could feast upon when I came upon the scandal. The scandal of Jello. So deeply hidden it took me three, four minutes to find this secret hidden in the darkened shadows of a search engine. Suddenly, Jello didn’t seem as innocent as it once had, jiggling and gleaming in the sun. It had lost its bloom. God, I’m awful today.
By now, you must be dying to hear about this sordid gelatin controversy. I know I’m just dying to tell it to you. Read the rest of this entry »
Kids today. they don’t know what they’re missing! When I was their age, I got to walk uphill on the searingly hot pavement on the whole other side of my neighborhood, both ways, in full sun to spend my pittance of an allowance, my hard earned nickels and dimes on… frozen pudding on a stick. More than that, I bought frozen pudding endorsed by a walking Coogi sweater that played a doctor on television.
Yes, I’m talking about Jello Pudding Pops. Not quite a fudgesicle and a far cry from a popsicle, these perfectly portioned creamy frozen pops really hit the spot on a hot day. I went through a metric ton of these suckers in the summer of 1987 alone, picking out the chocolate vanilla swirly ones excitedly, then the chocolate amicably, then- with resignation- the vanilla ones. Life was pretty sweet back then, kicking it on the back porch eatin’ a pudding pop, excitedly reading the books from the local library’s (entirely self guided) children’s summer book club. Read the rest of this entry »