“I don’t know about this,” my friend said, as she stood in line to order a sub.
My gaze followed hers, down to a nearby bin. I blinked a couple of times, reminding myself I need to wear my glasses.
“Does that say …?”
M. nodded. “It does.”
I just shook my head in disbelief.
Because I wasn’t ordering, and because this was still the Time of COVID, I felt like I was in the way, so I told my friend I was going to look around the convenience store a bit.
I was wandering the various displays of junk food — pondering several bags of Doritos, eventually choosing none of them — and rounded a corner.
There it was. Again.
I stood on tip-toe to see if M. had picked one up — she hadn’t — and so I gave in to impulse. A nano-moment later, I put it on the counter, before I changed my mind.
Some things one just has to do — for science.
A little while later, as we resumed our road trip along Route 8 up to Miramichi, I pulled it out of my cooler bag.
“I did it,” I confessed. “Are you in?”
M. — with an expression of curiosity, skepticism, and horror which I was certain mirrored my own — agreed. Sink or swim, we were in this together.
I opened the package carefully, and broke the contents into four pieces. Two trials each. I handed M. her first portion, and simultaneously we put the pieces in our mouths.
Silent, thoughtful, and confused chewing ensued.
“What do you think?” I asked M.
“I … don’t know,” came the uncertain response.
“Me either. … Want to try again?”
Even after the second trial, we remained mystified and befuddled. Besides not being able to parse our reactions, we both had the same, unspoken question hurtling in our heads.
Who thinks to put a thin layer of popcorn in a chocolate bar?!
We may need to do more trials to decide whether it was a good idea or not.
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