Throwback

I'm screwed. I knew it a couple of weeks ago when I was in Publix and saw these little numbers.

Yep, there they are in all their original 1970s glory. Even the original packaging. Taco-flavored Doritos. The original flavor I munched all through junior high and high school when I weighed 80 lbs. and could eat anything. Bags were purchased on early morning trips to Cocoa Beach to watch my boyfriend surf sleep on the beach. These chips were served at awkward boy-girl pool parties, available in the junk food lunch line at school and eaten by everyone I knew.

Funny story sideline here, my friend Jane had a Nutty Bar and a Coke for lunch every day of junior high. She's been on Crestor since she was 20. I guess that's not really funny, but she sure is. Anyhoo, I loved the Taco-flavored Doritos. When Frito Lay quit making them, I quit eating Doritos.

Until I had kids. You can't deprive children of Doritos. It's just wrong. [Hush, Jamie Oliver, they eat veggies too]. My kids ate all the funky new flavors. Buffalo Chicken Wing and Bleu Cheese, Pizza, Cool Ranch, Beer and Pretzel, Sushi, etc. Just kidding about the sushi flavor. That would be odd. Like the seaweed snack Yumi sent me from Japan. It tasted much like sushi Doritos. While all these new flavors were imaginative, they just didn't grab me like those Taco babies. It was a good thing. A junky snack I could avoid. Until now.

On a husband-inflicted trip to Wally World, I made him buy me groceries and a bag of Taco Doritos. Heaven. They're just like I remember. The sodium content has to be off the charts. My feet will be even fatter than ever tomorrow. But for now, I'm going to don some bell bottoms, mess with my shag and gather my roller skates. There's a skating rink nearby and I plan on skating until it's 1999. Or at least until curfew.