If you didn’t already know, ATRO stands for Awesome Things Rip-Off because I totally ripped off the idea from this guy.
Living close to home for most of my life, I never got any care packages. After visiting my parents, I’d simply lug back shopping bags full of leftovers, promptly smelling up the train with scallion dumplings and pork cutlets. Now that I live across the country, I can’t do that anymore, and man, do I miss it.
A couple of weeks ago, I asked my mom to send me a few sweaters I had left behind at their house in New Jersey (I was tired of wearing the same three day in and day out). After spending way too much time describing them to her, she asked, “Will you guys eat some peanuts if I send them? How about some cookies?”
“Sure!” I said. My mom makes these insanely delicious roasted peanuts. As for the cookies, I knew MB would gobble them up.
A week later I got a notice from the post office that I had a package. Luckily it’s just a block from my place because it was kind of big and heavy (that’s what she said!). Busy that day, I didn’t open it for a couple of hours, and when I finally did, I was delightfully surprised.
Not only were there my old sweaters, my mother had included several new tops she had gotten me, MOUNDS of her homemade roasted peanuts (excellent for my pseudo-Paleo self) and cookies. A giant tin of gourmet cookies that look more like chocolates.
So awesome? Or so evil?
Luckily by now, the cookies are gone and I resisted! MB ate about half, and I brought the other half to work, where my co-workers happily inhaled them.
The peanuts? Gone, like Vin Diesel’s career.
I could get used to regular care packages (I’d say “hint hint” but my parents don’t read my blog, thank goodness). Makes me want to send some of my own.