ambrosia mon a sweet little apple 040104 ... nom yeah i knew i had eaten one before yay for blathering about it i had one again... oh my gosh yum! 061120 ... nom super sweet 061120 ... nom i googled it it's a bc apple from the similkameen 061120 ... n o m n o m n o m eating one again it's not the same now 161015 ... raze i don't know how i went so long without trying one of these. every slice a honeyed word that dies on the tongue in such a sweet way. 210830 ... kerry salad recipe: mandarin oranges maraschino cherries pineapple bits cool whip marshmallows rating: 2.8/5 210830 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Aaaaaand Kerry hits e_o_i straight in the childhood nostalgia! E_o_i stumbles backwards, recalling how she liked when the mini marshmallows were different colours. People say the '50s and early '60s saw a backtrack from artistic and cultural modernism, maybe because all the "modern" went into technology: TV, jet planes, etc. But they forget it was the height of avant-garde salads. The old Presbyterian ladies of since-closed St. Giles would have been children then. They brought the jet-age dessert salads from the realm of their permed homemaker mothers, or so a millennial hatched in '88 imagines. 210831 ... tender_square will this be what your mouth tastes like? subtle start of sweetness melts upon my tongue, buds caressed crisp by a confectionery kiss that lingers. 211215 ... ovenbird brings me right back to a church basement where we attended an annual family Christmas party. I can still taste it. It was always in a crystal bowl on the buffet table and had pistachio pudding mix in it, along with the Cool Whip and fruit so it was green all the way through. The marshmallows were always the rainbow kind--white and pink and green. The unlikely combination of pineapple and pistachio was delicious in an unworldly way. There truly isn't any other flavour combination even remotely reminiscent of ambrosia salad and the textures are unreal. There's a bizarre amalgamation of airy softness, the stringy bite of pineapple, and the slight crunch of the odd pisatchio. A few years ago I made it for my kids. They were luke warm but I ate the whole thing. Nothing else has ever tasted so much like childhood. 250817 what's it to you? who go blather from