I’ve had these all my life.
At least as long as I can remember.
These are the G Rated version of a treat that I discovered probably before I could walk well. Always having a sweet tooth, I would gravitate toward them and anything else that tasted well.
I’d pop one in my mouth, and if I was patient, allow the chocolate shell to melt until the cherry sugar syrup would run out onto my tongue. Then I’d have a third treat as the cherry waited behind for my molar to pop it open like a sweet balloon.
My sister discovered that I liked those things and when we realized that tradition said we should be giving gifts on holidays and birthdays, a box of these would show up.
A welcome treat.
Once, and only once, I found the Real Version of these. They’d have an alcoholic brandy in them, most likely Kirschwasser, a German Cherry Cordial. I remember those being “amazing” but decidedly hard to come by. New Jersey, where my sister and I grew up, most likely had regulated them to being frightfully scarce and in “all my years” I’ve only ever seen them twice.
It has been a while since the Mastodons roamed free in the North Eastern United States, and I suspect that they ate most of the Alcoholic Cherry Cordials to keep them out of my own hands. I guess they like Kirschwasser as well.
It’s an open secret between my sister and I that I will receive these in a “Care Package From Home”.
I see them here at the supermarket and it Isn’t Quite The Same. Of course we could just toss one in the cart, but it just hasn’t felt right to do so. While I truly enjoy these overly sugary treats, it wouldn’t have quite the same feeling since my dear sister didn’t toss them in a box, cart them to the Cherry Hill, New Jersey Post Office, stand in line, and post them to me here in South Florida.
Luckily those events are in the cooler parts of the year. Shipping chocolate to Florida via the US Postal Service guarantees that they will arrive partially melted and most likely “deformed”.
But, Hey! They Eat Well, Right?
I had gotten a welcome Care Package back around the holidays and set a few of these aside in a very cool part of the refrigerator. Not so much to hide them from anyone else in the house, I did it to hide them from myself. I wanted a small treat to remember a well thought and welcome present from someone dear to me, far away.
Plus they taste damn good.
POP! All gone!
Oh and frozen? They’re amazing too!