Cheerios and Wheaties

Cereal is the official breakfast of men.  And lunch and dinner too, when necessary. 

(“When necessary” means when a significant other is away or otherwise unavailable, and/or the man is in full sloth mode.) 

That was the case earlier this week, when I discovered that “Kashi” is a brand nameFor some reason, I thought it was a kind of cereal, like some back-to-nature granola kind of thing.

There was “Island Vanilla” Kashi in the cabinet.  And there was some kind of chocolate-flavored Special K, too.  I like chocolate and vanilla in a bowl, but only if it’s ice cream.

In my very limited world, there are only two kinds of cereal.  Cheerios and Wheaties.  I want to see a jock on the box, or a picture of those  little Os swimming in milk.

This may have something to do with the fact that between the ages of, oh, 6 and 17, the pre-school question most every morning was, “Cheerios or Wheaties?” 

(Back in the day, choices were basically limited to two.  I’m sure there were more, but that’s the way it seemed.  Bud or Schlitz?  Ford or Chevy?  Keds or P.F. Flyers?  Life seemed a little more manageable, but then again, how much life did a kid have to manage?)

In the cabinet, there were no Cheerios.  There were no Wheaties.

Crisis?  Averted.  I checked the “overstock” in the basement.  There was the familiar orange box, with snowboarder Shaun White’s happy visage staring me in the face.

Which made me think of Bob Richards, the first Olympic hero to endorse Wheaties.  Bob is still with us.  He’s 85, and it turns out it’s a good thing milk is white or he never would have poured a bowl of  Wheaties.  He’s apparently somewhere to the right of Attila the Hun.  But that’s a story for another day.

Cheerio!

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I've been covering Connecticut news and sports since 1974. I know, I don't look that old.
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11 Responses to Cheerios and Wheaties

  1. Li'l Em-Kel says:

    GerrySweetheartBabyDarlin’,

    Go to the supermarket, stand in the cereal aisle, and marvel at the choices we (and other children) are offered. And all for only about four bux a box!

    I tell ya’ it’s heaven on earth.

    On a more serious note, next breakfast time try a smear of peanut butter (extra crunchy if you’ve got it) on toast (seeded rye if you’ve got it). Better yet, try two.

    It’s a Man’s World at MY breakfast table.

  2. Cat says:

    Gerry,
    Does Aunt Jemima ring a bell?
    She makes a mean french toast. Pop them in the toaster,smother with butter, drizzle with maple syrup, yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm….
    Even better than what mom’s……
    * Shaun White on the box,, just how old were those Wheaties ?

  3. I have a friend who spent four hours at West Springfield’s Big Eat recently. Among the things he ate was bacon dipped in chocolate syrup.

    I’m not making this up.

    • Li'l Em-Kel says:

      I don’t know what they’re serving at the Big E these days but down here at the Florida State Fair folks are noshing on bacon cheeseburgers served on a sliced glazed donut.

      Mmmmm.

  4. Martha says:

    I want the dirt on Bob Richards.

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