Many foods make me nostalgic for childhood but there are times when an unexpected waft of something pleasant triggers a long buried memory that's both random and unexpected. One you didn't even know you had until you're reliving it like an old super 8 movie. An unexpected surprise that none the less delights you for however brief that moment. The smell of coffee on someone's breath always takes me back to when I was a little girl, and early morning kisses from my indulgent father before he left for work in his military uniform. The aroma of burnt sugar, sweet popcorn, or spicy rice cakes remind me of busy street markets, and a time when our family lived in Korea. Fried chicken and homemade biscuits bring to mind my grandmother, as does oranges and honey. Chitlins take be back to summer food festivals in the South with my childhood best friend in her family's roach coach. Pop Rocks of being a kid and sharing stories, big whoppers that we all believed more or less. These as with all my memories are unique to me, and therefore are the markers of my life. And still with every passing moment I'm collecting yet another memory, one that at some point in the future will be more satisfying than a shoebox filled with old photographs.
"The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves they find their own order." - Eudora Welty
- Beat cream cheese with sugar and 2 tablespoon milk in bowl until smooth.
- Spread evenly in bottom of pie crust.
- Arrange berries on mixture.
- Prepare dream whip.
- Prepare pudding mix with 1 cup milk as directed on package for pie, fold in 1 cup of Dream Whip.
- Spoon into pie crust. Garnish with remaining Dream Whip and additional berries.