Is it? Could it possibly be?
Only a smidge behind I say and is a flavour combination that I, for one, cannot get enough of...
Mini pretzels smothered in chocolate.
My wonderful friend sends such delights over from the U.S. Peanut butter cups are a must in my birthday and Christmas celebrations. How lucky I am that my friend indulges me so? She takes a jaunt to Trader Joe's, fills a box with edible treasures and posts them off to Scotland for me and mine to enjoy at our leisure.
When Sophie Dahl described her peanut butter fudge recipe in nostalgia laden memories of salty seas and sweet ice cream cones I knew I had to make it and have many times since (see here). Salty sweet or sweetly salty has to be one of the best combinations out there. It accounts for my general love of peanut butter, snickers and star bars. One year my friend sent over chocolate and peanut butter covered pretzels. I quite happily could have died an exquisite sickly sweet death and floated to heaven. In light of this hankering I regularly thank my anal thoroughness in tooth cleaning and regular check ups at the dentist.
Unfortunately [for me] my Biscuits seem to have inherited the same taste buds so I have to share but right now they are at school and I am here alone able to enjoy a few with a cuppa. I am one lucky lady yet I confess I have to use a little plate or would scoff the whole packet and would be rightly persecuted as an awful Mummy. A cruel, selfish, greedy Mummy and I would, dear friends, deserve it.