The ice cream mochi, bless their chilly little hearts, did not make it as far as the parking lot. They would not have survived the trip home in a hot car anyway–that’s our story and we’re sticking with it. They proved to be quite delicious, though the feel of the outside plus the cold of the inside takes a bit of getting used to.
The human female bought some of her favorite sour gummy heptopi, and they did weather the trip home, but they were sadly rendered extinct before the night was out.
Let’s hope these fellows fare a little better.
Somehow, I’m not too hopeful.
It looks like the dinos and these are the only treats left. The human male picked these out. Apple Pie Almonds, eh?
What are they covered in? It looks like sawdust, but I bet that’s not it. Is there an ingredient list?
Uh, oh. The label says “chocolate.” The humans can’t have that. More for me! Oh, sorry, I mean, “too bad for you.” (Sorry, not sorry.)
I figured as much. They’re “white chocolate,” which is a fancy way of saying “cocoa butter and sugar.” The humans can eat that, so looks like Sigyn and I will have to share.
That is, if I can figure out how to open this teasing little box…
It has mocked all my efforts! Time for a blast of magic!
That’s more like it.
I still say that coating looks like sawdust. From the color, possibly held on with guacamole—or wasabi.
(munch, munch, munch)
Hmm. The almonds are nice and CruNchY, but the coating leaves a great deal to be desired. There’s the merest hint of apple maybe, but there is nothing pie-like or pie-adjacent. I detect no cinnamon and no nutmeg. Nothing but a rather waxy texture and whatever that covering is (pencil shavings?) falling all over everywhere.
Ten points for intent, but minus fifty for poor follow-through.
I bet the human female shovels them into her maw anyway.