Remember a while ago I was asking what graham crackers were? Well, the lovely and gracious Babelbabe took it upon herself to educate me.
She sent me all manner of unhealthy eating materials, including two kinds of graham cracker (thank you! Now I get it!), a box of Girl Scout choc-mint biscuits (you say girl scouts? We say girl guides) and a packet of HobNobs, which appear to be the same as the English digestive biscuit. Even the packaging is the same - I checked the labels and it is imported to the US from England, with a name change mid-Atlantic. And frankly, who can blame the Americans for not wanting to dunk something called a 'digestive' into their tea. (They are, however, delicious whatever you call them. A rose by any other blah blah blah).
Babelbabe claims these are the best chocolate bars in the world. I happily agree. No one else in the household even knows these were in the package.
And because BB is a librarian and possibly the most voracious reader I know, she sent me reading material. Exotic reading material from across the seas! I love reading newspapers from other countries. Mr Soup is reading the book and announced last night that he is 'starting to get into it'. Apparently Ms BB is on a mission to ensure the entire world reads this book, and she sends it to everyone. I'm looking forward to my turn. (Currently I'm read ing Emergency Sex [And other desperate measures] which was recommended by a friend at book group. It's an interesting and disturbing read.)
This parcel took three and a half months to arrive and BB and I had both given it up for dead. W hen it finally arrived, a leaflet tucked inside the box gave us the answer. Yep, it spent a few weeks holidaying at Quarantine Australia.
Thank you so much Babelbabe! We are steadily and blissfully working our way through all these goodies.