So we just got back from our ski trip like two hours ago, but I can’t think about that right now because if I do, I will swell into a bulbous monstrosity and before you even have time to wonder what the hell is happening, I would have water-balloon-exploded into a mess of salty tears.
I don’t want to be home right now, but since I am home, I’ll tell you about the most awesome thing I have ever been gifted.
Ever.
Sender: a lovely somebody called chotda
Recipient: giddy excited me
The Gift? A big box of all things matcha flavoured. Because we all know how much I love matcha.
Someone once told me not to accept any sweets from strangers. I think it was my mum. But I think she lied, well she didn’t lie, but I think she was trying to keep me from the absolute wondrousness of accepting sweets from strangers because dude, check out this crazyamazing bounty I not just accepted from a stranger, I think I may well have proposed to her/him/it had I received it in person.
I mean, I damn near proposed to the FedEx guy.
So last Tuesday, I received this little box with an international mailing slip attached which very mysteriously only said “snacks”. Snacks? You would not believe how superman fast I opened the package. I mean, who sends me snacks?! I was so excited, I didn’t really care who they were from, or what they were for that matter. There woz snacks.
Upon ripping open the defenceless little brown box, I discovered that heaven, it does come in a box, because behold: matcha flavoured e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.
Matcha flavoured rice krispies (individually wrapped of course), rich matcha chocolate and check it out: matcha flavoured kit-f**kin-kat. Way. Too. Cool.
I think I inhaled about a dozen rice krispies on the spot. They were scrumptious and airy (airy? less calories?) like a Snap, Crackle & Pop’s Japanese cousin and I brought another bunch to the snow but lucky for me, I did get a big mother of a bag and still have some left. I know, hard to imagine.
I haven’t yet broken into the rich matcha chocolate… it looks far too pristine and it’s not individually wrapped so I’m afraid that once opened, it’ll be gone. Conservation, not usually my number one priority but hey, I’m workin’ on it.
The matcha kitkats are my favourite. I know they look snotty green, I do know this, but imagine this ~ matcha infused wafers, matcha cream, coated in matcha flavoured chocolate. I don’t really think there is a word to describe this.
Rapturous. Ravishing. Godly.
How did this all happen?
Well, my very public declarations of love for all things matcha/green tea lead to numerous conversations in twitterverse. Now, I don’t usually play favourites and all that, I love all my conversations on twitter, but when someone randomly offers to send me matcha treats from Japan, you’d better believe I totally favourited that tweet and then locked it up in a safe deposit box.
Thank you chotda. Lovely chotda, I love you chotda, you’ve wiggled your way into my heart chotda.
Anyone else feeling the urge to send me goodies? I do return the favour 