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Ay Yi Yi Yi! I Was A Frito Snack Eater

10/28/2021 11:14:00 AM BY Alice H. Murray

Barbra Streisand sings of memories like the corners of her mind. A vivid memory from my childhood, however, relates to the corners of my mouth. Mmm! I can almost taste my favorite treat, crunchy Fritos coated with tangy and delicious Frito-Lay bacon onion dip washed down with a swig of ice-cold Coca-Cola.

Why can I remember what the dip mix packet looked like and the shiny metal bowl containing the dip when I can’t remember who my fourth-grade teacher was and the color of my first bike? How can something edible be more memorable than people and possessions in my childhood?

Psychologists tell us taste memories tend to the be the strongest of associative memories. For one thing they 

are more sensory than other memories because they involve all your senses—sight, smell, taste, touch, and sound. With that much sensory focus on a stimulus, there’s a powerful impression. With my favorite childhood treat, psychologists are right on target. I can recall what the dip looked like, what it smelled like, the saltiness of the Fritos, the feel of the dip on my tongue, and the sound of soda fizzing in my glass.

Food memories are also strong because they are shaped by their context. Who were you with when it was eaten? Where were you? What emotions were involved?

Uh, oh! This analysis of my favorite childhood treat leads to a disturbing thought. As an impressionable young girl, I was drawn to a bad boy. Who was he? The Frito Bandito, of course! I still remember the lyrics to his hit song: “Ay yi yi yi! I am the Frito Bandito. I like Fritos corn chips, I love them I do. I want Fritos corn chips, I’ll get them from you.” Who cares what he looked like and that he was a thief? He had a catchy theme song and great taste in snack food.

On a serious note, the context of eating my beloved childhood treat was a cherished time. Typically, I enjoyed this snack on a Friday night when I was allowed to watch television, an activity off limits on school nights. I could sit in front of the TV unencumbered by school assignments and laugh at the adventures of “The Brady Bunch” and “The Partridge Family.”

Eating the snack also involved my creative side. I prepared the dip myself. What fun to stir the dip mix into the sour cream and observe a tasty snack appear. Of course, patience had to be exercised to wait the half hour between mixing and eating. But the finished product was worth the delay.

Sadly, Fritos and bacon onion dip are now merely a wonderful memory. While Fritos are still available, the dip mix, as well as the Frito Bandito, are history. Ay yi yi yi!

  Alice H. Murray is a proud member of the Destin Word Weavers Chapter. Her writing voice    is humor, and Fritos are a favorite snack.

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