Mmmmmm, Braunschweiger. Haven't had any of that for a while. I'll definitely have to get some.
It's a funny thing, Braunschweiger had an important part in my last few days with my Mom. Her body was failing and we knew it was a matter of weeks, maybe only days, before she was gone. She announced one day that she wanted to take one last trip to her favorite places...Walmart, Dollar Tree, Panera Bread and a thrift shop. We knew better than to tell my sister because she'd disapprove.
So off to Panera Bread we went, where Mom had a few sips of her favorite soup. Then off to Dollar Tree, where she bought a few things she'd never have time to use, a thrift shop where I bought her a scarf and a purse she liked, and then to Walmart.
She saw a display of Braunschweiger and went into raptures. Said she hadn't had it in years and wanted some. So we bought some, went home and ate it on Saltines. She could only get one down and it made her a little sick, but she said it was SO worth it to taste that remnant of her childhood. Of course, my sister didn't approve but I think it was worth it.
Mom died just a few days later, peacefully. I remember how happy she was that day, eating that Braunschweiger.