Ode to a Pecan Log Roll
Ode to a Pecan Log Roll
Oh Stuckey's Pecan Log RollI love your crunchy exterior
You're exotic like an island atoll
All other candies are inferior
You are found along every interstate
Your nugat filling makes me quiver
I bite you once and want to celebrate
Unlike alcohol you don't hurt my liver
Oh Stuckey's Pecan Log Roll
I would rather get you in my stocking
Than a big old lump of coal
Pecan Log Roll, you keep me rocking!
For those Europeans out there that do not know the wonders and ecstacy of the Stuckey's Pecan Log Roll, you can check out the website here: Stuckey's
Stuckey's are found along most of the interstates of the United States and they have an item called the Pecan Log Roll. As a kid travelling anywhere with Mom and Dad and stopping in at a Stuckey's, the Pecan Log Roll always seemed to be the most desirable candy and of course Mom and Dad always said no. While travelling from Houston to Beaumont, Texas last week, I stopped at a Stuckey's lusting for a Pecan Log Roll. As I stood in the line waiting to pay holding the Log Roll in my trebling hand, my body surged with overwhelming joy. Giddy with excitement, I rushed out to my car to eat it. I only have one word to say after all of those years of longing and anticipation - disgusting!
posted by Just a man @ 1:43 a.m.
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3 Comments:
Sometimes memories are better than the aftertaste in your mouth.
Did you marvel at the googly eyed little wooden creatures that adorned the shelves? Did you wish you had just gone for the 64 ounce Big Gulp instead of this strange treat?
Take care man!
The Burgerloid
I suggest you head north - cross the 49th and hit a little Canadian wonder we like to call Tim Hortons. Best on the menu - snack pack of Timbits. As a child they were a lovely donut hole embraced in various sugar coatings....as an adult they are a lovely donut hole embraced in various sugar coatings. They STILL make my teeth tingle and I STILL love them as much as the road trip memories of my youth....
...here's to doing it better in Canada.
(you know who this is from)
Oh ye! You have truly lost the plot! But, I find myself drawn in to the madness: here is my contribution:
An Ode to a Tunnock's Tea Cake
Oh Tunnock's tea cake!
You make my heart ache,
With your shortbread base,
And chocolate face,
I long to dine
On your taste divine,
But there is still more,
For your mallow core,
Alights my tongue,
My heart's unspun,
On that taste most fickle,
Your jam -- a trickle,
I come undone,
My heart is won,
In truth, you are,
A cake superstar!
BTW, These also still taste good years later!
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