Lookee
what Ter brought home the other day! Oh, joy! Hallelujah, let the church say “Amen”,
Christmas candy is now available – and November has hardly begun!
Remember
when holiday treats were truly limited editions? When eggnog, candy canes,
boxes of chocolates and tins of cookies were on the shelves for maybe four
weeks before Christmas? When the sublime blend of white chocolate and
peppermint candy had yet to be invented? I remember those days. I don’t lament
them much, either, but whoever decided to mix crushed candy canes into melted
white chocolate deserves some sort of culinary—nay, Nobel—award.
Something
magical has happened this year. For the first time since the Before Time, I’m
getting excited about Christmas. The neighbours behind us put twinkle lights on
their balcony a few days before Hallowe’en—it was probably to celebrate Diwali,
but I was thrilled with the multi-coloured light show anyway. Eggnog lattes are
now available at my coffee haunt, even ahead of Starbucks; I haven’t indulged
as yet, but I won’t wait until December to have one. Ter and I are talking
about holiday baking again. I’ve listened to Christmas tunes on two occasions so
far and she’s confessed to playing holiday discs in the car. And we may be out
of our minds in this smaller apartment, but this year, we’re tackling the Big
Tree without caring if it overwhelms the living room.
But
it started with the Candy Cane Kisses. I don’t even like Hershey’s chocolate,
but these little bonbons are deadly addictive (something in the toxic red food
colouring, perchance?). Their similarity to my favourite ice cream ever – peppermint candy – could explain
it; maybe it’s the refreshing punch of peppermint in the sweet white chocolate.
Or the textural contrast of crunchy bits in melty surroundings. Don’t know,
don’t care. Get ’em while you can. They might be here early, but they sure
won’t stay late.
Think I’ll have just one more ...