Sweets that HAVE to come with a warning...

One of my colleagues at work bought me some Cherry Liqueur Sweets for Christmas, I opened them today... (I hadn't got around to them, but now I've finished all the other choaholic little thingies you get at Christmas - cakes, sweets, biscuits, etc, I thought it was time)

Wowza!!

They're reall cherries covered in a dark chocolate, and as if that isn't enough, they're filled with what I can only describe as high octane rocket fuel, but which is in fact (according to the label) brandy.

I can only guess that the sweets must have first been made in 1887 and left to slowly distill until my colleague bought them, because you can feel the heat from one little sweet as it goes down your throat after you swallow... I can imagine millions of teeny little men dressed in fire-fighters uniforms all along my oesophagus muttering to each other, "he's going for another one, brace yourselves!!"

And the cherries, oh the cherries...

Each cherry is full of juicy cherry goodness, oozing out when I bite into the chocolate, and leaving me in a state of cherry bliss...

You could only eat these chocolates slowly beside a roaring fire, in fact I'm sure somewhere the label should say that. When you receive these as a gift, whoever gave them, and however they got them, you know somewhere along the supply line must have ben a black market and death and violence and jealousy.

These sweets cry out that life, however bad, cannot quench the good, that hope still dawns in every explosion of taste, that YOU have MADE IT!!

Stand and applaud, ladies and gentlemen, the un-doer of every well-meaning diet, the fiery delight of the oesophagus, the womb-like comforter on cold and stormy nights...

the one and only...

DARK CHOCOLATE CHERRY LIQUEUR!!!