Frank didn’t like them toasted OR raw?
Poor Frank.
No, not at all. And he’d been asking for marshmallows, for some reason, when we didn’t have any, but as soon as he chewed one bite, he handed the rest to Sally and said, “Don’t like it!”
He liked the chocolate and crackers, though, and being outside with the Cubs. He’s always excited when James, Pat and I get on our uniforms. “Tiger Cub! Tiger Cub!” I had to put him in the stroller to keep him out of the fire while I was helping the other kids.