It was the summer before my 5th grade year. We had just moved to southeast Kansas a couple months ago. It was blazing hot July in our little trailer house that we had just “planted” in the middle of a bean field. (Literally.) I was bored. Which made me hungry. Which made me curious.

I decided that Mom had to have something interesting to snack on in our pantry or cabinet. I was a short kid (still am at 5′ 2″) so I enlisted the help of a kitchen chair. I scooted it across the floor and parked it in front of the pantry. I climbed up and peered onto the top shelf… JACKPOT. [Read more…]