A Girl, A Vending Machine and 3 Quarters

One of the earlier years a regular Dessert Fairy recipient received a call to her cell phone on the 3rd Sunday in August. She was at work. Her family would surely leave little more than crumbs from the treat bag the Dessert Fairy was bringing. She felt completely left out of the holiday proceedings and therefore quite sad about this once spontaneous event that so thrilled her.


But alas, Dessert Fairy Day is not about the receiving but the giving and about the random and unexpected nature of that giving.

She dug down deep into her pocketbook and found three quarters.



She went to the vending machine and purchased a candy bar. Before you naysayers make a claim that a candy bar can not be a dessert keep in mind that candy bars were officially ushered into dessert-dom by an episode of Seinfeld. On the way back to her cubicle she deposited the candy bar on a coworkers desk along with a note explaining the nature of this unexpected treat.

And with that simple gesture that young lady embraced the true nature of Dessert Fairy Day and helped keep the tradition alive, but most of all put a smile on two faces.

The Very First Dessert Fairy Day

It was a muggy Sunday the third week of August. Two newlyweds fresh from their honeymoon in Maui were feeling restless on their first weekend back home in the mainland. They were feeling puckish and so they called a family member and pretended that they had been invited over for some after dinner dessert, making her sister think that she forgot about the invite. They felt bad enough about the practical joke, called back and told her they would bring the dessert. They stopped on the way to get cake and ice cream. Before long they were on their way again but it was still early and their restlessness hadn't subsided.

Stopped at an intersection and feeling the need to go somewhere other than home their eyes caught the "Hot Now" part of the neon Krispy Kreme sign flicker to life. So they stopped in and picked up a fresh dozen as it rolled off of the conveyor. The impulse to buy was there but the appetite was not. Another impulse, the uninvited dessert delivery was still in full effect and a good friend lived right around the corner.

Alas, she was home and so they shared donut. There was no way she could eat them all but her boyfriend was always open to an offer of free food. So they knocked on yet another door and delivered another treat.

The next morning as they hung over their coffee mugs they laughed about their treat giving spree. He decided that they should make it a tradition and she agreed.

Those are the facts. Of course, it's much more quaint if you imagine it playing out as one of those Rankin & Bass animated holiday specials like Santa Claus is Coming to Town