More chocolate gnashing down memory lane!
I can almost taste them again!
A couple I enjoyed in New York 2001:
the delicious Butterfinger!
Which chocs or sweets would you resurrect readers?
More chocolate gnashing down memory lane!
I can almost taste them again!
A couple I enjoyed in New York 2001:
the delicious Butterfinger!
Which chocs or sweets would you resurrect readers?
I adored Weekend chocolates as a kid. Sadly no longer with us but we can drool over old ads and pictures like this.
Did you Weekend?
I don't recall Five Boys but it looks delicious! Five big words too!
Do you remember it?
Back in the Sixties and early Seventies, Christmas meant sweets in the UK.
Lots and lots of sweets.
Some of my favourites, mostly chocolate, were often clubbed together in that most fabulous of all human inventions, the Selection Box.
As much a part of the festive season as dodgy socks and dried stuffing, the Selection box was good to go at any time, whether it be part of the general manoeuvres through the whole of December or as a treat on the Big Day.
The best medleys included a Crunchie, a Curly Whirly, a bag of Fruit pastels, a Fudge and a Ripple. To be honest , it didn't matter what was in them. Even Caramac!
Far more important than any titchy chocs to be had in those flimsy Advent Calendars, Selection Boxes were essential gritty supplies to power you through the more boring rituals of the season.
Other sweets of note were sugared jellies or jellied fruits. Not my favourite at the time, a more sedate tid-bit to be found hiding on small coffee tables, the staple of visiting Aunties and my Mum's big-hatted friends.
Much more to my taste were Chocolate Brazils.
Always the same make, I forget the name, these rock-hard delights came in a flat box, with each nut nestled in a pleated paper cup. The chocolate around them was so thick you just had to eat it off like a fevered beaver.
A far more adult confection were chocolate liqueurs. I'm not sure I liked them that much back then, the injection of cognac or Tia Maria into my mouth a completely alien experience as a kid. I would eat them now though, no worries!
My final guilty pleasure has to coffee creams. Or is it cremes?
You know the ones, whether left behind in the chocolate box because nobody liked them or found in an entire box of cremes, this strange treat had a bad rep.
Less popular than the more suave peppermint variety or those pompous After Eights, the lowly coffee creme was an outcast in it's own munchbox.
I on the other hand adored them as a kid and to my good fortune, often found stragglers languishing in shame round the house at Christmas. Like a festive magpie I'd gobble them up before downing half a bottle of Tizer, that russet fuel of champions.
Ah yes, sweets at Christmas. Which were and are your faves readers?
I loved Milky Bars as a kid.
I don't recall this 1981 ad though. Maybe its because I was older then. You remember it?
Do you like Milky Bars or white chocolate readers?
As with most things that have gone I hanker for them even more.
So it is with Weekend chocolates, Mackintosh's wonderful trays of delights that could be eaten any time but often on a Saturday night when my parents cracked open a box.
Every single one of the chocs was terrific. The fudge, the chocolate cherry cup, the chocolate cracknel, the wrapped raisin fudge and the fabulous nougaty montelmar. Even the lemon jelly slice would be welcome back!
I would love to have all this weekend to make up my mind again!
What a delicious Christmas Day they would give me.
You too?
Are there any chocs you dislike at crimbo? I must say I enjoy all chocolates and especially at Yuletide. I even like coffee cremes!
Weekend were a favourite treat and I loved it when Mum got a box out of the cupboard and opened it up for all on Boxing Day. The green ovoid was spectacular! And the fudge, oh my God!
Only the lemon slice made me wince. That tart intruder! In fact I wasn't keen on candied jellies full stop. You?
Working in winter means dark setting-offs and even darker homecomings. Its just dark in the UK. Dark dark dark.
The one things that cheers me up and warms my cockles when I get home is a hot chocolate.
There's just something about the creamy rich flavour of a cup of hot chocolate that makes me feel instantly better. Its a winter treat.
I always loved it as a kid and my Mum's brand was Rowntrees Cocoa, always served in a bone china cup. I think the only difference between cocoa and hot chocolate is sugar but Mum's pan-warmed cocoa was wonderful.
I'm not that fussed about the brand nowadays as long as its hot, chocolatey and made at least half with milk. I do it in the microwave and top up with hot water.
Do you partake in a hot choccy readers? What cheers you up on getting home in the dark of winter?