
I guess the old candy maker dude saw how patient we were because he thanked us for our purchase of $4.50ish and quickly shoved a free praline in our bag.
A Free Praline?!?!
Woah!
We quietly walked out of the place ignoring the fact we got a freebie, and as soon as we were outside, we were all: "AWESOME!!! A FREE PRALINE!!!" We acted like we stole it or somthing...slinking out of the building like we did. There may have been a high-five involved.
High fives are cool. There should be more high-fives in the world.
Just to throw that out there.
I was going to end this post at that, but then I realized I never told you what I thought about the praline.
Here's what I thought: A-Maz-Ing. Soft, and sugary, and buttery, and nutty. It was confection perfection. For some reason I thought it was going to be hard. Like peanut brittle. And as much as I understand what the appeal of peanut brittle is, I'm not a huge fan of it. I don't really like how hard and tongue piercing it can me. But not freshly made pralines. These were soft, and sugary, and buttery, and nutty, and delicious. And delicious!!!
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