The boys wanted Corn Flakes after hockey this morning and I suppose I wasn’t really surprised when I found the box empty! I thought we had another box down in the pantry, so I sent the boys on a mission and they came back with a new box of Frosted Flakes. I’m not sure where they came from, but I must have bought them on sale one day. I hadn’t had Frosted Flakes in years. Crispy & sweet, but not too sweet. I had forgotten how good they are. Definately a guilty pleasure!
