I grew up in a sprawling, voracious family that loved cereal so much we didn't wait until breakfast to indulge. When my mom came home from the store with a load of "healthy" cereals and one special box of Golden Grahams, we all knew to pour a bowl immediately; it wouldn't last until breakfast. My dad munched Cap'n Crunch as a late-night snack, and we anticipated our grandmother's visits partly because that was the only time we'd get Honey Nut Cheerios. Two of my little brothers were bragging just the other evening about that time they took all the marshmallows out of the Lucky Charms, ate them, and put the cereal back in the box (generating an unhappy surprise for a sleepover friend later that week).
Now, I still love cereal, and I indulge from time to time, but lately I've been leaning on a breakfast that has a little more protein and a lot less sugar, a breakfast you can eat at the bus stop or in the car — which, for all its delights, is something you can't say for cereal.