I had a Klondike bar and you know what? They are not that good. I was eating it and thinking 'meh'. So what would I do for a Klondike Bar? Well, I wouldn't have to do much, I mean if I want another one, there are 3 left in the box in my freezer. So I guess, get up off the couch, open the freezer, bend down and pick one up? pfft...too much trouble.
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ReplyDeleteOMG... what I have done for one.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first moved to Vancouver (Commercial Drive), I kept having intense cravings for a Klondike bar - they used to be my favourite. I ventured out to the store up the street, which to my surprise had almost nothing in the way of yummy ice cream treats. So with the Klondike bar slogan on repeat in my head and my boyfriend (at the time) in tow, I went on a MISSION to satisfy my ridiculous craving.
SEVEN stores later, I still couldn't find the damn thing and I was FORCED (by the bf) to settle for a drumstick (which wasn't so bad). Truth is, what intensified my craving to the point of stupidly searching for something that would probably make me sick anyway (lactose), was the sound of random voices singing the jingle 'what would you do for a Klondike bar'... this became THE challenge for me!
Some would say I'm crazy...and I am... but I wanted this f'n k-bar like nothing else.
Weeks went by and I still couldn't find the damn thing anywhere I looked in Van. Then I thought, well maybe it's not a Vancity thing, like Flakies (I just found one last night on Davie Street at a Macs...went back to buy it after the Pride party), or Swiss Chalet.
Then, all of a sudden, every store on the Drive had the Klondike Bar sandwich boards outside advertising their arrival! I was elated and bought two! I ran home, put them in the freezer and prepped my space so that I could sit down and really enjoy the k-bar that I had waited so long to have.
And here it was, the moment I had waited so long and impatiently for...one bite, two bites, and on the third, I realized I hadn't had that instant moment of satisfaction - that feeling you get when you sink your teeth into something (or someone) that by memory, has always satisfied you - and then I just felt sick and didn't want to eat the damn thing anymore. I was utterly disappointed. That was a year ago.
Two weeks ago, the building in which I work had a fire drill and gave out free ice cream to everyone afterward. It was funny to see adults being rewarded for their ability to properly participate in a fire drill.
One by one, all 1,500 of us lined up like school children for our reward, what we assumed would be cheap soft-serve ice cream. To our surprise, they pulled out the goods - Ben and Jerry bars, Drumsticks, Fudgies, and... Klondike bars!!!
I was instructed to grab a few bars for various people of whatever kind and so I did. I chose carefully...3 Drumsticks, 4 B&J's, 2 Fudgies, and 1 K-bar. I couldn't decide which I wanted but the beauty was, I got first pick. So the entire 12-floor elevator ride was spent trying to decide which I would take...and do I dare digress back to the k-bar.
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ReplyDeleteAs I was working through the options, I noticed that the Klondike Bar was different than what I was used to… it was in fact an ice cream sandwich K-bar! That was enough to pique my interest and so my mind was made up.
ReplyDeleteI ripped into that bar and sunk my teeth through the soft chocolate and into the ice cream and I had that feeling…it was everything I wanted at that moment and it also brought me back to my childhood when we used to eat ice cream sandwich bars while playing ‘sneaks’ in the playground.
I gobbled my k-bar and after wiping the mess of chocolate and ice cream off my face, I immediately ran downstairs to grab more ‘for my colleagues’. I got there just in time as the ice cream man was closing up shop and demanded three more Klondike bars, stating it was for the pregnant receptionist, enough said.
I stashed them all in our freezer, and for three days following, I had a love affair with the Klondike sandwich bars. After the last one had been eaten, I felt truly satisfied and ended my brief affair with Klondike.
Now when I hear the jingle in my head, I know that I’ve done a lot for this ice cream bar. I even gave it a second chance! It did not disappoint the second time around, but now it is time to move on.
I've since discovered B&J's 'if i had a 1,000,000 flavours' (inspired by the Barenaked Ladies), TO DIE FOR!!!
ha, great story j! Now i want that damn sandwich one! thanks! haha
ReplyDeleteit's gooooood.
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