All the Maynards were home for the holidays. Four generations and not a spare room in the house. While everyone settled in, Abraham, the patriarch, was in the kitchen making his famous dish: Driftwood Delight.
Pretzel logs, peanuts, cranberries, maple syrup, and sea salt. Mix it all up, pour it over the pretzels, then bake for 45 minutes. A treat beloved by Abe’s family and despised by almost everyone else.
Abe brought 17 pounds of his family's "Driftwood Delight" to the class Christmas party. All the kids eyed the stuff like it was toxic waste. Even Ms. Baumgarte wouldn't taste it. Abe didn't notice. He just sat down in front of the snack & consumed every candied pretzel log alone.
"Okay class, let's--Abe what the hell?" Ms. Baumgarte and the whole class turned to Abe. The kid had eaten all 17 pounds of his family's "Driftwood Delight" candied pretzel logs at the class Christmas Party cuz no one else wanted it, and now he looked like Santa Claus.
Abe left the classroom and headed to the bathroom, feeling unwell after overeating his family’s pretzel logs, which led to vomiting. Feeling guilty, he took a moment to compose himself before returning to class determined to focus on shaping his future with Driftwood Delight.