I’ve never been much of a sweets person. I much prefer a bag of chips, a chunk of cheese, some olives, some pickles. My philosophy is…the saltier, the better. But I’ve realized, as of late, that I am eating many more sweets than I ever had in my life due to a little thing called: the workplace. I can’t tell you how many long meetings I’ve sat in where I suddenly rise up from my seat, like the second coming, pulled by some kind of magnetic force, to a plate of cookies that have been sitting out for three hours. I’m not even hungry. All that’s left is some kind of mushy pecan thing. And I must tell you, I am not a fan of pecan things. Mushy or not. And yet, I eat it. And while I’m eating it, I’m thinking just how awful it tastes. And 20 min. later, I suddenly rise up and get another one. It makes no logical sense.
And it is hands down, slap yourself senseless, run and tell your mama THE MOST DELICIOUS THING EVER. Whether you love sugar or salt, you will love this. Honestly, (and this is a big statement) I’d eat it over olives. Even the prune-like Moroccan ones.