Perhaps even more embarrassing is my refined sprinkle palate. I like my rainbow sprinkles to have a little crunch to them but not so much as to be confused with non-parelis. It's jimmies all the way my friends. There is a specific brand that I love, Mr. Sprinkles, which I cannot find anywhere on the west coast. Thanks to my mother I now have a lifetime supply. Come doomsday my house will be feasting on sprinkles and canned goods.
This blog post is dedicated to my childhood love, rainbow sprinkles.