well, sorry about the two depressing posts,
as you might have gathered i do harbour
some pretty intense teenage-angst,
i think the best way to tell my mom
about such issues is to write her a letter.
too bad nobody i know in real life
reads my blog.
i can’t talk to her about these kinds of issues
because i start to cry
and if there’s one thing i hate
it’s trying to talk while crying.
moving on to more happiness…
because this is just happiness in a tube, right?
correction of the flavours i had last time:
the yellow one was orange blossom.
strange, i know, considering
that it was so brightly yellow.
i had to choose between these fateful four.
i think i finally got the flavours right.
from top to bottom:
now, which did i choose from these fantastic four?
as promised, i’m saving the pistachio for last.
and i was kind of hoping that the caramel
would be “salted”, so i saved that too.
i’ll be having those when i get home tonight.
now… fun with my camera in closeup shots!
isn’t that beautiful?
to be honest i can’t really taste the difference
between the flavours, though.
i can taste… sugar.
…maybe the special part is supposed to be
because that’s certainly the best feature.
besides the cuteness, of course.
can you see the thick, thick filling, peeking through there?
you’ll see it, soon enough.
so i cut them in half…
look at that skin.
ew, not the word skin. the word skin
cannot be associated with such a delicious delight.
yes, the delicate egg-shell-like shell. yum.
the rose’s innards.
the texture was sort of creamy, like
as i said before,
i couldn’t really tell the difference
between the tastes.
or the smells.
you know what one of my goals is?
it’s to become a food critic. or a food snob.
i’m trying to cultivate my taste buds.
the lemon’s innards.
as you can see, it’s translucent-ish
and very very gel-ish.
i didn’t enjoy the inside very much.
it was too thick, and had a sort of…
i saved the other halves for my mom.
now, on the agenda for tonight:
caramel and pistachio macarons
and a pack of sour patch kids that i got from
my friend whose parents brought them back
from the usa!
i haven’t had sour patch kids ever since
summer camp, where most of the girls i knew
were from the us, and brought candy with them.
you might have noticed that i put up a wishlist.
sour patch kids is on it.
my wish will be fulfilled soon.
What’s a food product that you can only get in another country that you miss?