Last night I dreamt about Reece's Peanutbutter Cups. A whole dream dedicated to chocolate. After much ado I finally found them, in a dark cupboard in a haunted house in a deserted village on a secret island. All the makings of an M. Night Shyamalan blockbuster! And all in the name of chocolate. With peanutbutter. Not available in Sweden.
No, I'm not pregnant. But I do seem to have some serious Reece's issues.
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4 comments:
They're available at Danish 7/11s now. But that just made the novelty of them wear off! A chocolate Catch 22, if you will.
Maybe I should be more careful with what I wish for, huh? Though a chocolate Catch 22 sounds pretty good right now.
Not available in Sweden? Pshaw!
If it ever gets too bad I'll send you some, I live across the street from the store and there are literally aisles of this tasty treat. :)
Thank you! I might give you a desperate call in November, when I usually lose all self-restraint. Hopefully I'll make it through the summer.
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