
I love a good mystery. Whether it’s the classic question of “Where’s my phone?”, the recurring riddle of “What should I have for dinner?”, or the timeless whodunnit that asks, “Which of my cats got into my cottage cheese?” (gee, I wonder…), I love being the Holmes, Columbo, and Great Mouse of my own life.
But the only thing that reels me in more strong-armedly than an everyday mystery is a cereal mystery. Heck, I still have fond, pointed memories of the Great Trix Train Robbery — an interactive ad campaign from the early 2000s that let kids seek their parents’ permission to go online and deduce who, out of a locomotive’s worth of silly rabbits, was guilty of cereal-napping. At the ripe young age of 7, I was an enraptured bubblegum-shoe, staying up late hunched over the family computer with my cousin, honestly a little scared that the culprit was going to appear behind us.
Which is all to say that a new, mystery-flavored variety of Cap’n Crunch is exactly the sort of immersive breakfast experience that can pull me out of quasi-blogging-retirement. Because, let’s just say that I think I’ve cracked this curiously craveable (and seriously crunchable) case.







