Heaven is Cocoa and Toast

Today’s Prompt for Writing 101: Tell us something about your favorite childhood meal β€” the one that was always a treat, that meant “celebration,” or that comforted you and has deep roots in your memory.

Free free to focus on any aspect of the meal, from the food you ate to the people who were there to the event it marked.

Today’s twist: Tell the story in your own distinct voice.

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Although I have written about this before, for lack of anything else that made such an impact in my childhood memories regarding food, I introduce you to my favorite meal as a very small child, hot cocoa and toast.

My earliest memories of my childhood have this beloved breakfast memory imbedded in them.

During my childhood years there were no such things as “instant” cocoa or ready to buy, chocolate milk. “Back in those days”, it was a labor of love to make hot cocoa.

When I think back to these early childhood memories, I search for any memory that would confirm that my parents lurred me to bed at night with the promise of “cocoa and toast” in the morning. I think I might have dreamed of hot cocoa and toast all night because 5:00 am found me waking my mother up to make me my favorite breakfast, hot cocoa and toast.

I watched her as she poured the milk in a pan, added the tablespoons of cocoa powder and sugar and stir the mixture while it was heating on the stove.

I watched her as she carefully buttered the bread, then put the bread on a pan placed in the bottom of the oven until they became nice and “toasty.”

Finally, my delightful and much anticipated breakfast would begin. I would dip the crunchy toast in the hot cocoa until the bread was soaked with cocoa and with each bite I took, the cocoa would joyfully dribble down my chin.

At that young age my little mind had no concept of heaven or what heaven might be like. Yet, if you told me heaven was like eating cocoa and toast, I would completely understand.

Even now, thinking of these memories takes me back to that time in my life where life was safe and warm and my happiness was so easily achieved merely by making me a breakfast of hot cocoa and toast.

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55 thoughts on “Heaven is Cocoa and Toast

  1. Sweeeeet , even imagining this is warming up my heart with happiness πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ Even today I feel the breakfasts I had as child tasted much much tastier than anything of today πŸ˜€ I can still remember the flavors !

  2. Such wonderful memories, PJ. That hot chocolate sounds absolutely delicious, especially when accompanied by that crunchy toast. It must have been really amazing to get up at 5am for! Very well done! .

  3. That was beautiful, it touched my heart. I could see your Mom making everything, I could smell the cocoa and imagine the butter melting on the toast. As “they” say it really is the simple things in life! Well done.

  4. Sounds much like paradise to me. I can remember my mother making me cocoa with full cream milk poured from bottle that the milkman left on the front step. Such great memories, ‘back in the good old days’.

  5. I SO get that! Probably would have been my second choice for a food to write about. Glad to see I wasn’t the only one that dipped their toast in the cocoa. There was just something about the blend of melted butter and cocoa that it made it so yummy. I’d also forgotten about having to fix toast in the oven. How quickly we begin to take our everyday appliances for granted! LOL

  6. Every child should experience that moment of happiness that they can look back to as an adult and remember how life simple pleasures were hot cocoa and toast πŸ™‚

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