I wonder where my hoarding instinct comes from. I haven’t lived through famine, apocalypse, or even brothers. Food has always been bountiful (apart from my one year at residential college but best not dig up memories of eating ‘brown’ for dinner when at the end of the queue) so why I do keep cans and packets for months and occasionally years past their best-before dates?
And really, why do I keep Easter eggs so long? Easter was nine months ago and only now am I about to consume the last of my chocolate.
Partly it’s that I always need a chocolate safety net around. Just in case I really need chocolate at some point: it would be terrible to have eaten it prematurely.
Unwrap the foil from the small solid egg. The metal sticks a bit. Maybe I really did leave it too long this year. Ah, but now it’s free and it looks fine! No white stuff, looks perfect!
Pop the whole egg in my mouth and suck. The chocolate melts slowly, releasing warm flavour. It seems to have a strawberry edge, despite being solid. It’s sweet and sugary rather than cocoa-bitter but without much milk.
I bite the top off the next one: not quite as savour-some so I rest the remainder on my tongue until it dissolves away.
It’s better than I expected, especially the special heat on swallowing. I suspect the other reason this chocolate lasted so long was because it wasn’t Cadbury Dairy Milk. And while Red Tulip isn’t quite there – too much sugar, not enough milk and cocoa – it’s still good eating.
I carefully wrap each foil rectangle around the one before it until I have a tiny ball. Easter is over.
Red Tulip Chocolate
I wonder where my hoarding instinct comes from. I haven’t lived through famine, apocalypse, or even brothers. Food has always been bountiful (apart from my one year at residential college but best not dig up memories of eating ‘brown’ for dinner when at the end of the queue) so why I do keep cans and packets for months and occasionally years past their best-before dates?
And really, why do I keep Easter eggs so long? Easter was nine months ago and only now am I about to consume the last of my chocolate.
Partly it’s that I always need a chocolate safety net around. Just in case I really need chocolate at some point: it would be terrible to have eaten it prematurely.
Unwrap the foil from the small solid egg. The metal sticks a bit. Maybe I really did leave it too long this year. Ah, but now it’s free and it looks fine! No white stuff, looks perfect!
Pop the whole egg in my mouth and suck. The chocolate melts slowly, releasing warm flavour. It seems to have a strawberry edge, despite being solid. It’s sweet and sugary rather than cocoa-bitter but without much milk.
I bite the top off the next one: not quite as savour-some so I rest the remainder on my tongue until it dissolves away.
It’s better than I expected, especially the special heat on swallowing. I suspect the other reason this chocolate lasted so long was because it wasn’t Cadbury Dairy Milk. And while Red Tulip isn’t quite there – too much sugar, not enough milk and cocoa – it’s still good eating.
I carefully wrap each foil rectangle around the one before it until I have a tiny ball. Easter is over.
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Specifics: Red Tulip Milk Chocolate solid eggs