Imagine my joy when I walked into my local English supermarket and behold, there it was. Beside all the other pasta products was the above macaroni marvel. Imagine my cheesy grin. Imagine the bewildered looks of the staff and customers as I whooped and cheered the vision before me.
Instantly, the magical macaroni memories came flooding back. Back to 1972 and the excitement of living in a high rise apartment in the West End section of downtown Vancouver. Back to those days when an eighteen year old kid, along with his buddy, Rob, had moved out of the safety of our homes and began the new journey in our lives. Yes visualise an eighteen year old with long hair, long 'peach fuzz' sideburns and silly flared trousers and you basically visualise me.
Those were difficult times. Barely enough money to pay the rent. Barely enough money to buy some groceries. Yet we were resourceful. We would cash in our pop bottles and get enough money together to purchase that special treat known as a "Kraft Macaroni Dinner". I recall sitting there, eating the macaroni and listening to Pink Floyd's, "Dark Side of the Moon". Life was good.
Now then, Kraft has bought Cadbury the chocolate company and I shudder at the thought of chocolate flavoured macaroni dinners.
And thus, I purchased several packages of the British equivalent of that cheesy meal. Magical macaroni memories are mine. Now, I shall cook some up, listen to Dark Side of the Moon and go find my silly flared trousers.