Memories

You know how there are certain things, places, or smells even that instantly trigger childhood memories? These candies are that for me.

Andes mints.

My great-grandfather, Pops, used to bring these with him every time he would visit from Michigan (usually around the holidays). My sister and I would wait all year for the treat and it has become synonymous with Christmas to me.

While perusing Target today (alone - I had no idea what to do with myself!) I noticed the package and sentimentality prevailed - into my cart they went. With each savory mouthful, of which I assure you there will be plenty, I will reminisce over every fond memory I have of my dear Pops. I was blessed to have him in my life until I was twelve years old, and the relationship I forged with him in those years will never escape my heart or mind. Cheers!