To my surprise, quite a few people have asked for a visual tour of my new (for the next four months) home and neighbourhood. This isn’t something I would have considered doing of my own volition and, to be honest, I don’t think it’s quite appropriate for me to post photos of the belongings and general living space of my two new (fabulous!) housemates. However, I can show you a few photos of my street and my room.
This is part of the very long street on which you could find, squished-up 12 Grimmauld Place-style, my new home. That is to say, you could find it if you had my address, but you don’t. Because that would be discomforting for my soul.
This is another part of the street. I like the pointy nature of the buildings, partly because I’ve always wanted to live in an attic.
Here is the tiny but lovely bedroom I am subletting. And here is the perplexing mathematical equation I have been dealing with:
1 small bedroom with little storage space + 7 pillows + I don’t sleep with any pillows = WHERE WHY HOW DO I PUT HIDE ESCAPE FROM BEING SMOTHERED BY ALL THE EVERY SO MANY PILLOWS PILLOWS SEVEN OF THEM.
So there you are. A tour, of sorts. I couldn’t bring myself to do more, because I feel that that way lies a slippery slope ending with me showing photos of a reorganised spice drawer, and please heavens someone take my blog away from me before it gets to that.
Now, onto something I’m more comfortable writing about: dodgy chocolate.
Cadbury Dairy Milk Pretzel and Peanut Butter
Yes, yes, I know that almost every Cadbury review on my blog falls somewhere on the scathing spectrum, but you should know that I can rarely resist the words “peanut butter”. Throw the words “pretzel pieces” into the mix as well, and what can I say? I can say “here, have my money, salesperson”. That’s what I can say.
The aroma of this Cadbury Dairy Milk Pretzel and Peanut Butter bar was sweet as can be, but also had notes of ice cream and waffle cones and in particular the ice cream store in Merimbula where my family would holiday every January and I would choose scoops of English Toffee and Triple Chocolate ice cream in a just-baked crispy waffle and I would end up with ice cream on my nose somehow And It Was Grand.
My tasting notes for Cadbury’s milk chocolate studded with pretzel pieces and peanut butter are as follows: sweet sweeeeeeeeeeeeet salty bready malty hefty salt twang oooooooh roasted peanuts crispy salt like a sugary milkshake but with salty-mcsalt-salt sweet salt sweet salt peanut butter YES though I will never buy this again.
The end.
Reese Minis Peanut Butter Cup Candy
Living in Canada is helping me brush up on my food-based French language skills. It’s fantastic. I now know that “moules au beurre d’arachides” means peanut butter cups. Hurrah!
I doubt I need to give tasting notes for these mini Reese’s peanut butter cups. Have you ever had a Reese’s peanut butter cup? If so, then you know that they are comprised of a unique-salty-crumbly-nothing-else-on-Earth-tastes-quite-like-it peanut butter filling covered in rather insipid milk chocolate that tastes more of caster sugar than cacao. You likely also know that, somehow, this combination works wonders on the tastebuds.
These mini cups are just like the Reese’s peanut butter cups you’ve tasted before, but mini. Which means you can eat seventeen of them in one sitting.
Not that you have to eat seventeen in a row, of course. But I won’t tell if you won’t.
Why on earth do you have so many pillows? *ducks*… hahaha
That’s the whole point. Who needs that many pillows?! But no need to duck; I of course have no orange chocolate at hand in my own home
That’s a lot of pillows for one person. I am out of suggestions as to where you could hide them. Any space left under the bed? And I so wanted to show you a picture of my re-organised spice drawer but now I’ll just show it to my mum. Love the new digs and pass the peanut butter cups xx
Nope, all the space under the bed is taken up with boxes filled with the belongings of the girl I’m subletting from! But we’ve figured out a solution. The living room futon is now a pillow fort. And hey, if blogging about spice drawers makes you happy…
Love the tour … but I must say I’ve never understood the fascination with multiple pillows. We are always confronted with multiples of them when go to Thedbo. On the floor in night back on the bed in the morning, and so on. Silly really.
Ridiculous. According to my physiotherapist housemate, one is all you should use anyway!
Test
…ing 1 2 3?
I had to write another comment as I forgot to tick the notify me of new comments box!
But there’s no SNOW!
There WAS! But it doesn’t stay when we get magical/freak weekends of 12C!
Oops, I’m so sorry if my request came across as stalkerish…I was interested in the neighbourhood rather than specific belongings and most certainly rather than specific addresses :S
I am someone who would like 7 pillows, to my slight embarrassment. I sleep with one, but I like reading on my bed, and when I read, I like to be propped up. Cue 3 regular pillows and a small square pillow behind me, and then another small pillow on me for the book to rest on!
Hahaha! Calm down; I know you weren’t angling for my address
And hey, this is good! I’m glad to know we have fundamentally opposing viewpoints on certain things. It makes life more interesting.
Me and Misty are obsessed with pillows… I have 4 and he has 3. He always goes to sleep with one on top of his face…. don’t ask me why but he LOVES it, and hasn’t suffocated yet. Strange boy.
Ha! Part of the reason I hate pillows is that even resting on one, I feel like I can’t breathe properly. That said, I would sleep with my head under the blankets if I wasn’t scared of suffocating.
I think I’d totally love that Cadbury chocolate – but knowing me I’d scoff the whole bar in one sitting, and then never buy it again! (PS why don’t you buy some pretzels and peanut butter, and melt your favourite milk chocolate and make your own chocolate bar??)
And aaah! Peanut butter cups are The Best!
I never said I didn’t eat it in one sitting.
Oh and as to your question, I’d never willingly buy or cook with milk chocolate. It’s the worst. But dark chocolate, yes. Haven’t you seen my Puppy Chow recipes? They’re pretty much the same thing.
What a lovely jumbled street. Can’t see all the snaps because I am up a snowy mountain. But yesterday I did make your peanut butter/choc brownies! We won the race!!
High five!! For you, I would go up a snowy mountain. I just wanted you to know that.
Love the neighbourhood. Looks very ‘American’ to me eventhough I know you are in Canada!!
Well, it is all North America
Lovely pointy and colourful neighbourhood, Hannah (or should I write ‘colorful’ and ‘neighborhood’?)
Want that Cadbury flavour – I didn’t realise that they had it over in Canada.
No. No you should not. Particularly because Canadians use “u”s and “s”s just like we do in things like “colour” and “organisation”. Yay Commonwealth!
Love your street – and I too never understand lots of pillows – it always feels wrong to throw them on the floor when you sleep but you can’t sleep surrounded by all of them.
As for reese’s peanut butter cups, I sometimes think I haven’t tasted them and they must be better than I think, and other times I think I have tasted them and never wish to have another.
I know; the idea of throwing them on the floor, where our feet go, and then putting them back on the bed, where our faces go, freaks me out.
You just put me in a little bit of chocolate heaven my friend, it all looks so delicious
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
I don’t know what it is about peanut butter cups, but they’re just perfect.
Amen, friend. Amen.
Seven pillows? Wow! But what do you mean you don’t sleep with one? Not even one?
Not even one. Haven’t since about 2007! It’s one of my, um, quirks?
Hahaha I wouldn’t mind seeing your spice drawer
Your words – scathing spectrum. Ever entertaining. They make my mind dance. Love those mini PB cups.
Heidi xo
I’d at least try to spin an interesting story about the spice drawer, rather than just posting Before and After photos and somehow thinking that’s interesting. But each to their own!
It is now my whole mission in life to try that Cadbury block