Cheshire Cat, in his comment on this post claims all of us have the bad taste to feel nostalgic about the crap we read when we were kids.
I've been trying to come up with examples to counter his outlandish theory, and I'm not sure I can find anything, really. I mean, re-reading Enid Blyton makes me cringe. I know I don't need to go back to Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys to know how bad they can get, ditto the Bobbsy Twins and Biggles.
Anyone who had the slightest fondness for Commando comics...how d'you feel about them today? And those Indrajal comics and the occassional Walt Disney stuff we could lay our hands on?
Wait...there's one book that I loved when I was kid that I still have: Tales From A South Indian Village it was called. I remember loving that one. And Sujata and the Elephant. But god knows what I'll make of them now. (Note to myself: read the kozhakattai story again)
So here's the deal: is there anything you guys have re-read recently, a book or comic, that deserves the nostalgia with which you remember it?
Caveat: you can't include anything that counts as kiddie stuff that you read later in your life and liked. Or stuff that you've discovered now for your kids or anything like that (for those of you who have kids! I mean, my son has SO many amazing, fun books that I've found now that we never had when we were growing up. Where was Dr. Seuss when I was five?!)
Let me know if you can think of anything. Go to it!