Circus Peanuts memories... I remember when I was little my mom would always set out a big bubbled glass bowl just full of circus peanuts. Always after my piano lesson. I would rush through the chords, rush through chopsticks and boogie woogie, pushing my little fingers in hopes that the circus peanuts wouldn’t disappear before I was done. And what a reward they were. I remember popping one into my mouth and just smiling, my piano teacher laughing. Now whenever I eat one I can feel my old living room, I can see the overflowing, orange bowl. Whenever I eat one I always smile. ~ Mark from Pennsylvania I am named after my Grandmother, Edith, and I still have memories of her when she came to visit our family of ten in Washington state from where she lived in California. It was the 1960's and when she flew to visit us, she always brought Circus peanuts in her suitcase. She visited every summer! Mom and Dad never did buy us that candy while I was growing up and I believe it was because we looked so forward to Grandmas bringing us a bag or two to share. I buy them now, and my memories of Grandma are as fresh as if she were coming tomorrow bringing me a bag all for myself! ~ Edith from Washington Growing up, we did not have candy in the house. My sister and I always looked forward to visiting my grandmother every Sunday evening after church. She made the best fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and black eyed peas, AND she had a set of canisters full of candy. The smallest one held Circus Peanuts. We usually picked circus peanuts to eat since they were big and chewy. One morning, after we had spent the previous evening at my grandmother's house, my sister noticed something on the bottom of her shoe. It was a smushed Circus Peanut! She was so excited to see it that she peeled it off and ate it! My grandmother is now almost 93 years old, and still carries Circus Peanuts in the house. We laugh each time we eat one remembering my sister and her excitement over the squashed Circus Peanut. ~ Laura from Texas |
