The Cracker PUSH
The Crackercade made it processional stop at the monument. Chuck Pace © 2007
There, dotted around the Circle were these lovely young ladies looking like mid-1960's Stewardess' all in Red with clever yellow piping on their berets. Thank you for choosing Air-Mensus I'm your head stewardess Flo and you are on our flight to fancy and Nostalgia with stops in Crackerville and Toasted Wayfaria
. There were at least a dozen of these Strawberry and Banana Tarts interspersed dispersing Ritz Crackers. Rich and I happened upon them as we were making way to my bank on the north end of the Circle. Enjoying the Sunshine and Circle when the ho-ho's thrust buttery baked cracker goodness upon us. As we came down on the North side of the monument steps there was even a motorcade of cracker chippies, with mopeds, vans, trailers and giant inflatable boxes of simulated baked joy. I said to Rich as I was stuffing four samples packs of Ritz Cafe Crackers into my pants pocket, "This will be remembered as the big Cracker Push of '07." We Crackers do love our baked buttery ripple-cut wafers, salted and baked to sunny golden goodness, and what better place to display them than a Circle bathed in sunlight covered with saltines baking in natures oven, to bad we couldn't have had some pressurized cheese substitute or chive and onion dip to add to the moment. All that was really missing was a big wafer mascot floating in the soupy air of the humid midday. Hey, I know a big salty Mascot type, some have known him as Chip, now a rowdy CEO, not an oreo, but a true cracker by the book.
I gotta' get done here it's almost Crunch Time and I have to get to work. At least I don't get toasted or I would have to avoid the munchies!
I miss my little buddy the Mascot, oh where oh where ... Probably sittin' at the Ritz with Carlton your door man, Rhoda?Chuck Pace © 2007