I will ALWAYS associate smoked almonds with the Red Ram.
Funny side note: my mom ended up living in Georgetown 20 years later for a short time. Both parents living in the same small town at different times is so weird to me.
When mom was pregnant with my little brother Jeremy, she craved ice cream floats made with strawberry crush soda. It HAD to be Crush brand and my sweet grandpa would drop off cases of the soda every week for her. So now I can't see a can of Crush ( orange, grape, etc) without thinking of mom pouring it over bluebell vanilla ice cream.
The little creamer packets that you see jn a bowl at IHOP or Denny's , those take me to a time my Poppy let me open up at least a dozen of those at a small cafe and drink the cream from them. I was really young then probably around 6 or 7. My sweet grandpa spoiled me just a little.
To this day I am not a fan of whipped cream or cool whip from a bowl or can. Again I was just a little girl and my great aunt was babysitting me. She let me eat cool whip out of the bowl and then also spray the whipped cream in my mouth from a can. I got soooo sick and have avoided it ever since.
Corny dogs take me to our Texas State Fair and it has to be Fletcher's .
There are many many many more examples of my transports in time but I only time right now to name these few.
Do you have any specific vivid memories that something like an almond takes you to?