I am not sure just what this has to do with sabbatical. But here I am in the state of my youth for Easter. And Easter in my childhood meant Elmer’s candy. Was it my imagination or was the factory right in Slidell? (NB: it was in Pontchatoula, a couple of towns away.)
Anyway, a few years ago when I first started going back to Louisiana, I saw these Golden Brick Eggs that brought me right back. It was an instantly familiar something that I’d forgotten ever existed. And it tastes just the same. Happy Easter. Alleluia.
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