This morning I had a blueberry toaster strudel for breakfast and all of a sudden I remembered how my kids loved them when they were growing up. They always wanted me to put the frosting on top. I remember trying so carefully to get frosting in a fancy pattern or trying to make sure that each bite would have some frosting. My mom always spread her frosting on them with a knife and I didn't think they tasted as good that way.
Such good memories!