Remember that song “Red Red Wine”? You know, “Red red wine…stay close to me…don’t let me be in love…” (Not gonna lie, that’s all I remember.) You know what I associate with that song? Sitting in my dad’s car (a lovely, hunter green Aerostar mind you), on the way to the YMCA for an Indian Princesses meeting (yes, they eventually realized that name was ridiculously politically incorrect), eating a Kraft Handi-Snack – the ones with the fake cheese and the red plastic spreaders. We listened to Mix 102.9 a lot, and they seemed to love that song. I can almost taste the bright orangey-yellow “cheese” when I hear it.
I’m going to go out on a limb and say that this caramel is way better than a Kraft Handi-Snack. Continue reading
