Sometimes the strangest things will push my nostalgia-button. Today's responsible party was this cheese danish from McDonalds.
It was one of my favorite menu items from the Golden Arches when I was a kid, so when I saw a sign advertising its limited return, I had to get one.
It came in a box rather than the crackly plastic packaging of yore, but when I nibbled an edge, it took me way back: I felt like a 10-year old sitting in the backseat of my mom's Cutlass Sierra.
It was a nice moment. And I like a good (or even a mediocre) cheese danish, so it was tasty moment, too. And I'm always thankful for good moments and memories.
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