pop it to me

i just discovered something i had forgotten about. i'm all excited.

when i was a full-time missionary, i had a companion named scott taylor. he was from sacramento, california, and we became really good friends. being missionaries, we had very little discretionary money, and were always looking for inexpensive things to buy that would bring us a little bit of joy. ice cream was too expensive. arizona didn't have blue bell, and we couldn't afford ben and jerry's or godiva. there really is no other acceptable ice cream to be found in a grocery store. we started buying otter pops.

we ate otter pops by the score. they were cheap, low fat (as if we cared), and good. best of all, in phoenix -home of the 122* summer day- they were cold. i couldn't even begin to guess how many i went through in that last year of my mission.

there are six otter popstars. each popstar represents a different flavor:

li'l orphan orange


poncho punch

alexander the grape

louie-bloo raspberry


strawberry short kook

sir isaac lime

sadly, when i got home from my mission, i found that no one in the area carried otter pops. local grocers had decided to carry flavor ice or the company brand. company brand is usually horrible just from the fact that they produce their wares with a low price point being their primary focus. quality is definitely not job one. somehow, flavor ice is a product made of frozen liquid; but, it is a dry popsicle. how is this possible? i feel like i have to drink some water after. i think they infuse saw dust into the recipe.

i recently discovered that heb in san marcos has begun carrying otter pops. i bought some last week, put them in the freezer, and forgot all about them. tonight, i remembered them. jackson and i each had three. he loves them, which makes me feel happy.

some things never change. louie-bloo is still my favorite.