Advent Day 20, From the Depths of the Grab Bag.
Kiki’s confused again by the smell of the packet. “Smells like butterscotch. Butterscotch again? I wonder what makes me think that.”
I sniff, I say it smells like vanilla and redfruits, medicinal.
“That must be what makes me think butterscotch — vanilla. I think because it may not be natural vanilla.”
You mean like vanilla beans?
“Yeah, yeah, I think that’s what I mean. It’s not like vanilla beans. But I do smell something red like cherries. It reminds me of cough syrup.”
“I think it’s— I like the black tea better with the vanilla, better than without the black tea. I think it’s got a little rosehip in there maybe. Some kind of fruity thing but mostly vanilla. I don’t know if it’s astringent from the rosehip or the black tea. And that’s basically all I’m tasting. It’s okay, I’d say it’s a 7. It tastes okay. So what is it? Black tea with vanilla?”
Well, it’s called Chocolate Covered Snowballs.
She makes a funny face. “Okay.” Finishes the mug.
It didn’t taste like chocolate to you?
“Now that you say it, I guess so. Not compared to that good chocolate we ate earlier this morning. I guess I should know that when it smells like butterscotch, it’s probably chocolate haha.”
There’s also berries in it. Blueberries.
“It had a little fruity but…”
And there’s peppermint and teeny tiny candy cane flakes in it.
“I didn’t smell ’em.”
There are no rosehips in it, so it was probably the black tea that was astringent.
“It’s still a 7. Merry Christmas!”