Never had them as a kid. My mom watched sugar pretty close (missed out on most cereals too) and we were poor.
As an adult I became enamored with the frosted cinnamon ones. I ate them every day for breakfast for a while. I was having some depression problems that made me not want to eat much but I could always eat my Pop Tarts. Then one time I was discussing stuff with my doctor and she asked what I ate and I was like “I dunno, Pop Tarts…” and she wrote IN MY CHART that I eat Pop Tarts and it sort of freaked me out that it was on my “permanent record” so I sort of stopped eating them after that.
I really like the different chocolate ones too. And never, ever heated up. And never without frosting.
I would not mind having a taste test of my grocery store’s entire line of Pop Tarts. Seems like there are hundreds!
I remember having them once or twice growing up when visiting someone elses house. I am a morning protein junkie, nothing too sweet for me - I liked bacon and eggs or poached eggs with toast soldiers.
I make the pie crust/nutella or jam version for my goddaughters. If you cheat and use premade pie crust it takes almost no time other than rolling out, cutting, filling, crimping and baking =) I prefer a whole egg egg wash and colored sprinkling sugar for the outside =)
PopTarts came out when I was in college. I have loved them ever since.
You are so right. I only buy the unfrosted strawberry ones. The frosting is an abomination and makes them waaaay too sweet. I have found the unfrosted blueberry ones, and they are quite good, too. One time in a Mexican (neighborhood, not the country) grocery store I found unfrosted QUINCE ones. Go figure.
The key is you must toast them until they are brown and toasted all over and JUST starting to get too brown around the edges. Which means a toaster oven not a pop-up toaster (ironic, eh) so you can keep an eye on them. The cookie part is unpalatable untoasted. Then you break them into small pieces (8 pieces per PT) and let them cool.
Well, I first ate them at the age of 21, so I wasn’t brainwashed as a kid either. And I will gladly take your PopTart.
Does that mean you’ll get a disease which prevents you from having heart attacks?
Pop Tarters Anonymous, obviously. (“Hi I’m Emily…HI EMILY!”)
Not getting these comments. Per amount, pop-tarts are relatively cheap. Compare them to any other “breakfast bar” type of food (usually sold in the same area of the store).
Apple were the best. Still are.
I could live without all the stupid fakey icing/“crumbs” they have on them now though. Looks like those Pillsbury commercials with their pop-up whatevers got to them.
I was raised in a near-sugar-free household. About once a year when my Dad was off doing fieldwork, my mother would cave to the endless begging and squalling of ehr offspring and buy us some junk food to shut us the hell up. This junk food was always, by our choice, Pop Tarts or Kraft Singles cheese slices. We would reduce the package of Poptarts or cheese slices to crumbs within seconds. Then we would fight each other for the crumbs.
I still eat them maybe once a year (strawberry only, frosted or not) now, but they usually make me feel a bit ‘blah’ afterwards. Oh to be 9 years old and able to power eat 3 Poptarts in a row with no ill effects.
Wow that’s sad. No small part of my childhood was several large bowls of sugar-drenched cereal on Sat mornings with a cartoon-fest. Ah them were the days. Or a summer bike ride to the 7-11 to get these big long sticks of bubble gum (I swear easily 6" long or more) and chomp on em all afternoon.
? I could still do that. But it’s always an even number and usually 2. 4 is pushing it…
Yes, it was sad. I could never shake the feeling of missing out on something REALLY good when my friends would open their lunches to cans of Coke and Lunchables (oh Lunchables, how I coveted you) and I would open mine to a thermos of orange juice made from the frozen concentrate stuff, a tomato sandwich and an apple (apples always went straight into the garbage :/). My sisters and I can now put away junkfood with the best of them, believe me. And although we were raised sugar free in day to day life, my parents totally used junk food as a reward. I remember going mute for about 4 months in kindergarten and they bribed me with Cadbury’s Creme Eggs (my favourite) - everytime I spoke, I got a Creme Egg. Ah, 80’s parenting, ha ha.
And sugary cereals! My GOD how I wanted those. I used to request cereal for dessert when eating at friend’s houses. Still have a weakness for Frosted Flakes.
Re: Poptarts, I have no idea what it is about them, other foods don’t make me feel noticeably ‘ugh’ at all and who knows, maybe it’s something psychological etc., but I swear i feel like crap for a good 2-3 hours after eating them.
<sobs uncontrollably at the horrors of an abused childhood>
I always wondered about the hippies in our neck of the woods that foisted carob crap off on people.
cocoa bean / carob bean
sugar / honey
milk / yogurt or soy or rice milk
Dudes, not much difference at all. :dubious::rolleyes: a ground bit of vegitude, sugar in some damned form, whitening and texturizing in cow juice or plant juice.
Count me in for the “I don’t like the frosted ones” camp.
I like strawberry and blueberry unfrosted. The only frosted ones I will eat are chocolate fudge. My sister loved unfrosted Brown Sugar & Cinnamon which were very hard to find.
Inspired by your post, I went out into my kitchen and made these with my favorite fig jam. They are AMAZING (and I’m not a fan of Poptarts). I don’t know about getting laid, but they’re certainly a qualifier.
When they came out with Toaster Strudel I considered them the adult version. I always thought Pop Tarts were like cardboard and sugar but the strudels? OMG. Delicious.
My favorite are the S’Mores flavor. The fake graham cracker crust tastes better than the normal dry crust of the fruit flavors. I usually split the pack with my 6yo on the way to daycare in the morning. Totally nutritious for the both of us!
Does that mean you’ll get a disease which prevents you from having heart attacks?
No small part of my childhood was several large bowls of sugar-drenched cereal on Sat mornings with a cartoon-fest. Ah them were the days. Or a summer bike ride to the 7-11 to get these big long sticks of bubble gum (I swear easily 6" long or more) and chomp on em all afternoon.
But it’s always an even number and usually 2. 4 is pushing it…