
I even have a ritual in eating them. Two at at time, no more than 10 a day. Ends together, into my mouth and savoured until melted . . . absolutely can't stand to chew them.

A little bit of heaven . . . in my world. My need for them seems to fade in the late Spring until the dead of Winter, like January. Maybe because a Kiss is as good for my soul as Sunshine!
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a treat i usually enjoy at your house! :)
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