Klaus van der Kroft |
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Context: Last Sunday, just after morning mass, I meet up with my brother and a friend to visit a faire being organized at our old school, to catch up with some teachers and in general check how everyone is doing.
Intention: To eat a caramel apple being sold in a caramel apple stand, because I was in the mood for a caramel apple.
Reason To Suspect: The student handling the stand is the little brother of a well-known prankster from the time I was in school. Also, the apple was unusually round.
Problem: After the first bite, I find out it was a caramel onion, not an apple.
And no, the onion was not softened in water prior to caramelization. Tears were shed, oh indeed they were.
Klaus van der Kroft |
if you were suspicious perhaps you could have cut the caramel coating with somethign other than your teeth? A knife or a scrape of fingernail come to mind.
My capacity for rational thought is often overshadowed by my love for sweet things.
Put C4 inside a marzipan and I'll probably end up coating the walls.