Does anyone remember Crazy Cow cereal?
Talking about cereal reminded me of a short-lived chocolate cereal from the mid-seventies called Crazy Cow. Yes, they really called a cereal that, and if it hadn't disappeared from supermarkets before 1980, the mad cow scare would certainly have done it in. It was designed to turn the milk chocolate, and it did that. I had it once, the morning we were supposed to go to Cedar Point, which was the end-all be-all to amusement parks in my childhood world, a three-hour drive past Cleveland to Sandusky, Ohio.
Soon after I finished my first bowl ever of the stuff, I threw up and my head started pounding. It was unusual for me to have such immediate reactions to food as a kid, but one bowl of this stuff did me right in. We didn't go to Cedar Point, and it was all the Crazy Cow's fault.
That's probably my worst cereal-related experience ever. As a kid, I always liked Grape Nuts, and even then I didn't understand the appeal. I still like 'em. I wanted to have some this morning, but my milk, which had an expiration date of just yesterday, was genuinely spoiled. So all I had was coffee and a chunk of mozzarella. Maybe there's some truth to that old saw about bachelor chefs.
If you want to see evidence that Crazy Cow existed, click here. The link leads to an E-bay auction for some promotional magnets for the stuff dating back to 1977 or so. The auction closes March 2, so you collectors of cultural detritus had better hurry!