Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop-Tarts, my first taste of baked perfection.
I still remember those Saturday mornings and the faint scent of cinnamon drifting into my bedroom, waking me out of a deep sleep – the delicious smell of pastry being caramelized and the exotic scent of spice.
My mom, a die-hard coffee cake eater, would, on occasion, crave the breakfast treat of my generation. Sneaking into the kitchen before the sun came up, my mom would drop a Pop-Tart into the toaster and – voila! – fresh-“baked” perfection.