I remember the smell of Caramac’s as a child..it was a bag my biological mother brought us to contact one day and inside she had brought us caramac easter eggs for me and my sister.. I use to get the bag out when in foster home to smell inside.. this did not resonate with me till many yrs later when someone shared a piece of caramac with me.. it smelt lovely but tasted sickly.. another deep down memory pushed aside!
As a child I always wanted those fancy fondant cakes that came in pink and yellow. But we never had them, which was probably part of the craving. Now I can buy them for myself I don’t even find them that nice!!
Hi the sun was shining here, but really windy and chilly. Definitely not sitting in the garden weather for us. Never eaten a chocolate eclairs (don't like cream). Authenticity all the way xxx
Oh that's not my kind of éclair, it's far too chocolaty!
It's a rest day , cry day for me , much needed, I'm shattered and them tears needed to roll free x
I remember the smell of Caramac’s as a child..it was a bag my biological mother brought us to contact one day and inside she had brought us caramac easter eggs for me and my sister.. I use to get the bag out when in foster home to smell inside.. this did not resonate with me till many yrs later when someone shared a piece of caramac with me.. it smelt lovely but tasted sickly.. another deep down memory pushed aside!
Ps.. you murdered that eclair 😂
As a child I always wanted those fancy fondant cakes that came in pink and yellow. But we never had them, which was probably part of the craving. Now I can buy them for myself I don’t even find them that nice!!
Hi the sun was shining here, but really windy and chilly. Definitely not sitting in the garden weather for us. Never eaten a chocolate eclairs (don't like cream). Authenticity all the way xxx