Sunday, November 18, 2007

Candy, candy, candy.

My local supermarket is selling a particularly awesome type of candy cane at the moment. I may never have mentioned this but candy canes are, probably, my absolute favourite Christmas thing. The rest is tedium, religion [same really, non?], and butchered fruit - not at all appealing.

14 comments:

TimT said...

... and, in certain cultures (as evidenced by a trip I took to Mish's blog once), Christmas trees hung with chicken schnitzels.

I quite like mince pies and pudding, actually.

nailpolishblues said...

In my many many tropical Christmases that schnitzel laden tree would have been one of the twelve smells of Christmas - on par with the year the tree roots attacked and defeated the sewerage pipes. Absolutely charming.


In unrelated news, I just ate a chocolate shaped like a button mushroom. It tasted awfully good and not at all like mushroom and I'd have had another from the tin but I just could not choose. Damn Belle Fleur!

TimT said...

I dislike how those tinned chocolates are deceptively shaped, so you can't tell which ones taste good and which ones taste not so good. I don't want to have to read a guide every time I'm picking out a chocolate, dammit! - and often I can't tell from the description which is worth having.

nailpolishblues said...

There is no guide with these. But then, they're Belle Fleur - they all taste and look good!

Problem is - how does one choose between the music note one, the shell [ha ha, I just had to uncapitalise that! All roads [keys] lead to me apparently!] one, the leaf one, the peanut shaped one, the one with a coffee bean on top, and all the other ones?

And they smell absolutely heavenly. Maybe I'll just sit here and sniff them.

Dan said...

I hate Christmas candy, and almost anything else pertaining to the holiday at this point. Maybe it comes from working in retail for so long. Maybe it is because this time of year I get super duper lonely because, well, I'm alone and I don't have anyone to spend holidays with. Sucks not having a family.

That being said, I melt for any of the old schoolers (i.e. Bing Crosby and the likes) singing some of the lesser known songs of the season.

Martin Kingsley said...

Make that two votes for mince pies and pudding. Mmm-mm. Chocolate I can take or leave, but I melt inside for a good mince pie.

nailpolishblues said...

Ugh, what's with the love of butchered fruit? So very wrong!

Dan, I generally loathe Christmas - and I usually spend it alone by choice! Nice to spend two enforced days off doing nothing much but potter around the house and try not to die of heat exhaustion!

TimT said...

I'll take the pottering and the butchered fruit, but can we leave the heat exhaustion off this order? Thanks.

nailpolishblues said...

The heat exhaustion stems from my east facing flat which heats up like an oven in the morning and then spends the rest of the day failing to cool down.

Are you trapped in the desert this year anyway, Tim? I bet your heat exhaustion will make mine look all weak and girly.

TimT said...

I'm still traumatised by the mere thought of it...

nailpolishblues said...

It's situations like these were the phrases 'hell, no!' and 'over my dead body' are really quite useful.

Still, I thank you for the lovely schadenfreude.

Winter said...

I can't imagine it being hot at xmas, although if global warming keeps rolling along...

If we have a white xmas I'll be sure to post some pics. ;)

nailpolishblues said...

See now, snow is something I've only ever seen in pictures. I gather it's awfully cold ;)


I've spent so many Christmases at beaches or swimming - or lying in the shade occassionally moaning 'I'm melting, MELTING!' Ahhh...

JahTeh said...

I'm with Martin regarding the mince pies/tarts (depends on whether they have a lid) and have tried several brands in the interests of research. Safeway are tempting me this week with some made with macadamia nuts.