From 1973, 'til 1976, mom always stuck a box of Sun Maid Raisins in my lunchbox. She and dad never ate raisins, but every single school day I had to eat raisins. I grew to despise them, and I promised myself that when I started making my own lunches, I'd never pack another box of raisins. When I started making my own lunch, the raisins were the first thing to go, and there was never another box of raisins in the house ever again.