after dinner sneeze

t says:  Someone gave g a candy bar.  I proceeded to eat the candy bar.  Result:  g didn’t get any.  Oops!  But to be fair, I did take a few days to eat it – she could have had some any time she wanted …

As you can see – there really is no way for me to communicate to you what this bar is called, who it’s made by, or even where it’s from (g tells me it’s from Israel – so says google, which pointed me to this blog).  But I will tell you one thing: it had Pop Rocks in it (or at least something like Pop Rocks).  That’s right – it had that sugary candy with the carbonation that pops/fizzes in your mouth.

Pop Rocks alone never actually tasted good to me, but I guess others and I liked it because it made fun noises – never mind that it never sounded as loud to anyone around you as it did to you while you were eating ’em.  Fortunately, the chocolate bar was far better than straight-up Pop Rocks, as the chocolate was sweet and creamy.  I did eat some for breakfast one day and it added a nice spring in my step for the morning.  Good fun.

I guess my point of this post was to show you a wrapper so that if you ever come across this candy bar, you’ll buy it … and then share it with me …