Some treats aren’t meant to sit in that bowl of scum that you hand out every year. Leave that space for the candy corns and Milk Duds of our world. Certain candies are so divine one must keep them clasped tightly in their mitts; perhaps in a special sweets drawer that falls under the careful watch of lock and key.
One such candy is this outrageous concoction I discovered yesterday*.
Adorned with “The King” on its wrapper, this fancy chocolate/banana love affair is surely worth however many ¢ you’ll be forced to spend on it. Don’t leave it to the thankless void of the Halloween bowl!
Speaking of “treats,” I saw LCD Soundsystem and Arcade Fire at the Louisville waterfront last night and, to say the least, my socks were knocked a ways off of my feet.
*According to this blog, they were out last year, too. Good golly!
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I have to say, for a Reese’s product prominently displaying Elvis Aaron Presley’s handsome visage, I didn’t find them to be quite as good as I’d hoped for. I think I’m so head-over-heels in love with the original recipe (especially the little individual minis) to really enjoy anything else to its fullest. Peanut Butter + Chocolate + Me = Tenacious 3