What the fluff
As I remember it, a client of ours, John DeVoie of Hot Table fame, was at the beach when he got hit with a retro flashback. He decided to go to the store, grab a loaf of Wonder Bread, a jar of Marshmallow Fluff and some Skippy peanut butter, and make himself a Fluffernutter. It brought him back to being a kid.
Right after that, I headed to Big Y and got the same lineup. It was real goddamn good. Just like I remembered them as a kid, in my tin Lone Ranger lunch box at Blessed Sacrament School.
Then, outta nowhere, my son Joe sent a text to Gainer and me saying that Sevens, a bar and grill in Easthampton, is serving grilled Fluffernutters. The specials menu at Sevens is as old school as it gets. Handwritten on a little pad you have to pass around to everyone in the bar.
So guess what? I had to try it. Had to be first on the block. Apparently, you make it just like a grilled cheese. I got it ready and threw it on the Bobby Flay skillet. It was rip-roarin’ good.
By the way, Marshmallow Fluff is made right here in Massachusetts. It started out in Somerville and, in the 1930s, moved to Lynn, where it’s still made today. In fact, last weekend thousands of people went back to where it all started to celebrate Fluff in Somerville at the 21st annual Fluff Festival.
Give the grilled Fluffernutter a whirl. It’ll take you back to better times. Now I gotta find some Bazooka bubble gum. Keep your dukes up.
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