Did either of you readers know that today is World Nutella Day? I didn’t either!! I just happened to shmear some on some bagels yesterday and proclaim to the Facebook world that Nutella was my best friend, when Jaime of Cream & Sugar Kitchen (who I dedicate this entry to!) informed me of the celebration.
left: mom, me, Uncle Pete, Opa, Oma; right: Oma, me, Opa
I’ve been enjoying the chocolatey-nutty flavor of Nutella for as long as I can remember. I’d only ever had the chance to indulge in this wondrous spread whenever I stayed overnight at my grandparents’ house. For breakfast, we’d have sandwiches of all kinds (I don’t know if this is a German thing or a “my Oma and Opa” thing, but they like to switch breakfast and lunch). There’d be meats, cheeses, jams, and Nutella. For the longest time (like, up until about ten years ago, maybe?), I was under the impression that my g-’rents were the only people in the country in on the secret of Nutella. I thought it wasn’t sold here, and they’d have our German relatives mail it over to us. When I finally learned the truth (re: saw it in grocery stores), a little part of me wept, but I digress.
It’s nearly eleven in the morning and I’ve already made myself four mini-bagels-with-Nutella. This is going to be a great day.
a great day indeed! the best way to start any day is with nutella. i used to eat it on mini bagels all the time, cause like, mini bagels are healthier than regular bagels.
Sooo much healthier. They’re, like, 3/4ths the size of a regular bagel!
I’m so going to break out my Nutella tonight! I remember for the longest time that the only way we could get Nutella was from that German restaurant in the Echelon mall or from the relatives abroad.
My Oma used to get it at this special little grocery store near their house!! Love it so much.
I’m from New Zealand and when we moved to America when I was little I thought it was a NZ thing and I had nutella sandwhiches and bring them to school. Only to end up at a bakery when I was about in 6th grade and see the sold it. I was crushed a bit.
Right? It makes you feel like you’re not as special as you once thought. :( At least most kids didn’t really grow up with it the way we did!