My dear neighbor, who grew up in London and whose Mum just arrived for a visit, has brought me a gift to die for! It's a candy bar I've longed to taste ever since I read about it at age 12, in Enid Bagnold's classic "National Velvet." Crunchie!! In the book it was called Fry's Chocolate Crunchie, but Cadbury now makes this scrumptious confection
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This Yank gets her secret jollies however she can.
However, having no fondness for anything tasting of walnut, I could easily dismiss the vision of you licking the cream from a Walnut Whip. Now, if you'd said *chocolate* Whip or *strawberry* Whip, my sublimated fantasies would know no bounds. <>
The Crunchies I possess are fairly dry and firm. In the book, the Brown sisters preferred the bars that seemed not quite cooked enough -- sticky in the middle. I'd be all over that like white on rice, let me tell you.
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Seriously, I don't really crave candy since I've gotten older, preferring savory flavors these days. A nice red wine paired with smoky cheddar or almonds is more to my liking. But every once in awhile something sweet and different tempts me beyond reason.
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Take Care
Mara
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