Transport to Childhood

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Transporter.”

Tell us about a sensation — a taste, a smell, a piece of music — that transports you back to childhood. ~ Daily Prompt 02/10/15

Sometimes, not all the time, but sometimes, I have to have hot cocoa and toast for breakfast. This is my comfort food breakfast and it takes me back to the time I was a little bitty girl. All I wanted for breakfast was cocoa (hot) and toast. Of course, my mother made the best. She made the cocoa from scratch, using milk, Hershey’s chocolate powder and sugar. There was no instant cocoa or pre-made chocolate milk. It was carefully and lovingly made from scratch. And the toast wasn’t instant popup toaster toast, no. It was buttered bread broiled in the oven to perfection.

The joy of eating this delightful breakfast was the careful dipping of the buttered toast into the hot cocoa and eating it dripping with hot cocoa and running down my chin. It was my ultimate happiness breakfast and made my day begin on a happy note and a full tummy.

It isn’t the same eating this delicious breakfast as an adult as it was as a little child, but it still makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside and I think back to that little girl that loved every squishy bite.