So…the gravel pit, the one I used to play in when I wasn’t harassing jellyfish, is no longer. It’s now something safer but much more boring, a gravel parking lot. The change is okay, though, because the gravel pit will live on in my memories, just as fun Japanese candies exist in my present.

Choco Baby! Um, baby.

This candy’s colors and cute font caught my eye, prompting me to pick it up at the Japanese supermarket.






I’ve got a definitely thankful and almost regretful relationship with this Choc Nut. See, I’m definitely thankful that
Yet I’m kind of regretful because one of them was this.
Choc Nut, which comes in small bars that are stacked in two, four by six layers.
I like this item so much that I’ve been hoarding the remaining 18 pieces like a Survivor competitor hangs onto a Doritos chip (with a hand hovering over it, ready to beat away any poachers).