Weather and a poorly timed ear/sinus infection (it’s like trying to hear with corks in your ears) spoiled our plans to sneak down to the Ozarks today. But the antibiotics are kicking in, and I had a quiet morning to tackle The Corner of Guilt and Shame (piled up mementoes from mom and sister that I feel bad about pitching). Then we made do with a makeshift lunch date to a good pizza place about 20 miles south. We took the back roads and narrowly missed a dive-bombing by two buzzards that were as big as Thanksgiving turkeys. An adventure indeed.
So this is dessert, and a good one for a raw afternoon—damp and temps in the mid 40’s. When I initially reviewed this, I affirmed that the butterscotch flavor was accurate. Today I’m just getting caramel and burnt sugar. What licorice is in the blend just underscores its sweet pastry personality. I’ll still stand by my conclusion that this is a great little inexpensive grocery store treat.
