Always on my mind

I have a vague memory of a delicious desert, one that is wiggling around in my head, coming up for air at the most inopportune times. It is always on my mind.

I suppose if I were to call it by it's real name, it should be described as a craving for something sweet. Something that could ward off the bleak and damp weather we are trudging through. This vague memory is from my childhood, when hoards of Alberta relatives swarmed into our house, filling the rooms with laughter, and creme de menth liqueur covered ice cream, a desert that we once found so exotic, and unusual, but now makes me cringe, and chuckle. We once thought that it was just the cat's meow. The Alberta relatives never went anywhere with out the obligatory mound of cookie tins filled to the brim with wonderful homemade goodies. My favorite desert from any prised open, recycled cookie tin involved puffed wheat cereal, and chocolate. I think that you boiled up a chocolate syrup, and mixed in the puff wheat, then pressed it all into a greased glass cake pan. Then you cut it into the most delicious, chewy, crunchy, sweet, salty, delightful squares that you have ever tasted. Do you get the picture? Do you have this recipe? I would give all of Bootsies cat food for the next month just to get my hands on it. Of course I would have to pry the cat food from his terribly sharp, claws deployed, paws, but you get my point. Bootsie needs to go on a diet, but I don't want to be the one to tell him that. So if by chance, you know what I am talking about in all my rambling memories of chocolate puffed wheat squares just like the one's my Alberta Aunties made, please, take pity on me, and let me know. There's a half full bag of Bootsies cat food in it for you. Not really, but you would have my full gratitude, and gratefulness. And hey, let me know what deserts you dream about when waiting in the checkout lineups. What do you crave right now? Is is cheesecake? Pecan peanut brittle, chocolate chip cookies? The list is never ending.....