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So how long has it been since you last saw one of these?



I can't remember how it was the GWO and I got around to talking about them the other day. Maybe it was by association from bringing up the Gran Marnier-sweetened Baltec which Scruffy made for himself at our place once? But they were in my head when I was out looking for stocking stuffers. I thought there was a chance of finding them at Whole Paycheck, but when I asked the affable guy at the service desk, he said, "I haven't seen one of those in years."

"I think I've seen them at CostPlus", I said, "but I don't feeling like going all the way to one."

Then he told me there was a World Market only a few blocks away--which I think I kind of knew, in the same way that I knew Burl Ives died of oral cancer, i.e. it stirs a recollection when pointed out to me. Not only did they have them, they also had a dark chocolate version, which I don't recall having seen before.

Back at work, an English coworker of mine happened to be shuffling by as I was getting settled. I called him over with the words, "Look what I bought!" His face melted into a smile of fond remembrance. "I haven't seen one of these in a long time." (Come to think of it, oh_meow, he is old enough to be your nana.) After he left, I looked at the two in my bag and decided that that was one more than one household needed, and that some lucky limey expat was going to get a visit from St Nick in the morning.

The shopping left me fired up, and I browbeat the Old Man into helping me decorate the mantel, telling him the Good Saint wouldn't visit an unadorned home. After holding off for so long, I was finally ready to listen to some Christmas music, so I loaded up the tray of the CD player with traditional carols--and stewed in frustration as it promptly broke, resisting all our half-hearted attempts to fix it.

No matter; it only dented my mood, it didn't spoil it. Still we put off the rest of the decorating for the weekend, which we'd keep wide open in hopes of entertaining a friend who ultimately blew us off. (And he isn't even gay!) Tomorrow is the delivery of the new washer and medical appointments and a return visit to the Christkindlmarket. If only I can get myself to sleep after ingesting all that chocolate!

Comments

[hantsbear.livejournal.com]

Come over to the UK - we have milk chocolate ones, plain chocolate ones, white chocolate ones, ones with crunchy orange bits in, ones with pop candy orange bits in...

[oh-meow.livejournal.com]

The popping candy and butterscotch ones are amazing. They sell them everywhere too in the winter. They also do a bar and boxed chocolates versions, shaped like orange slices.

I thought of a list of things from the UK you would like that people really eat, and would be in an export shop and not too perishable:
Green & Black's chocolate
Walker's sensations crisps (I particularly like the lime and coriander poppadum ones)
Chocolate hobnobs
Caramel digestives
Fentiman's cola
Tunnock's caramel wafers
Twiglets
Crabbie's ginger beer


Or look at http://ocado.co.uk/ for things. You don't have online grocery shopping in the US do you? It's the most convenient thing ever.

[nitouche.livejournal.com]

We can get some of those things here in Toronto -- Green & Black's is pretty easy, and Crabbie's ginger beer has started to show up at the LCBO (state-run liquor stores). I'd kill for Walker's sensations -- they used to do a roast lamb & mint crisp I adored...

[oh-meow.livejournal.com]

I was really disappointed with the alcoholic version of Crabbies, it was all sickly and had no ginger kick. The non-alcoholic version, served with whiskey is much nicer. Fever tree make nice ginger beer and tonic water too.

[(Anonymous)]

I have fond fond memories of the ones Droste used to make, in milk chocolate, and we only got them for the holidays, from Delicatessen Meyer. The Terry's are a nice substitute of course, and you can get them at Target. Gwyn

[nitouche.livejournal.com]

They are plentiful, if not especially cheap, here -- let me know if you need a care package!

[nitouche.livejournal.com]

Peter, btw, always opens them by whacking them on his head.