When I was a teen, some of my first attempts at being “independent” were to ride my bike to the 7-11 convenience store on Route 53 in Parsippany, NJ.
Candy was only 30 cents each. That meant my hard(ly) earned dollar got me three candies.
I’d buy myself a Snickers, a 3 Musketeers, and a Milky Way—or some such varied combination. The candy was a kind of reward for having ridden several miles uphill.
Later in life, when I got a car, I’d drive to the Lakeview Bakery on Parsippany Road. When I was a young kid my mother would buy me cookies there. When I got older I’d go alone and buy myself cookies there. They bake these smile-face cookies that, still to this day, make me feel happy when I eat them. There was a nice lady who used to work in the office at my elementary school who later worked behind the counter at the bakery. She very well might not be around anymore…
I haven’t been back to Parsippany in several years. If I go, however, it will be easy to avoid candy from 7-11, and a really hard to not visit Lakeview Bakery for a smile-face cookie.
Where do you go for sweets?
Gwenn
Nov 14, 2007
When I was a kid, I’d go to the bakery and old-style grocery store on the village square of my grandparents’ tiny town in Brittany, France. My mother or grandmother would be buying the family necessities--a fresh loaf of bread, the tomatoes for a salad--while I was picking out my own--candies like they don’t have in the US (or so it seemed!). Part of the fun of this shopping excursion was the way I earned my sweet “centimes”: I played the card game “battle” with my grandfather and we bet the smallest coins, currency worth less than a US penny. Still, they added up to a whole lot of sugar!
Now that I’m older, I go back “chez Le Lamer” whenever I’m in Bubry, but I buy their boxes of mixed chocolates instead…
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