|Disclosure Statement: As a young person I may not have been the most attentive reader.|
My grandmother Emily and her sister, my great aunt Mina, were both staunch health food fanatics — even though my grandmother smoked Lucky Strikes.
Our summer visits to their home in Arizona included an array of culinary experiences. Wheat germ flakes and raw goat’s milk were offered — very different from what I was used to. My sisters and I quickly came to the conclusion that “health food” was a secret code for bad tasting food.
As a kid, with a dime burning a hole in my pocket at the candy counter at Clark’s newsstand I had to decide what bar of candy would be mine: 3 Musketeers, Payday, Snickers, Nestle’s Crunch…but never the lowly Heath Bar.
Remember here, I was not a great reader.
I thought that was a “Health” Bar!
Imagine my surprise when I finally had the courage to try a Heath Bar. Maybe I was just desperate for a sugar hit?? but I thought, ‘Wow, this is the best “health food” I have ever eaten!”
I stopped to read the wrapper again. HEATH not HEALTH. What a difference a letter makes. To this day I still can’t look at a Heath bar without a wry smile.
How important it is to read carefully.