The horror continues in this, the second installment of the Licorice Advent Incident. Before continuing with this project I tested the waters with Mona, to see if we could still be friends as I document this journey. Luckily my Danish other half made me feel as though I could be as candid as I need to be with her and apparently, the rest of the world. In this exciting installment, we meet some new flavors and unfortunately, revisit some old tormentors. I thought they would only haunt me in my dreams, I was so very wrong about that. So. Very. Wrong.
Day Nine:
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| Fussy baby in tow cannot stop us from having a taste of "love." Fortunately, I've tasted real love, and it taste nothing like licorice. |
Day Ten:
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| This one had a nice chocolate and coffee coating that masked the licorice flavor quite nicely. The best thing to happen since day four. |
Day Eleven:
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| Star Wars shirt clad and ready, we embark on this wicked little buggar... It stuck to our teeth! Talk about straight outta the Dark Side. |
Day Twelve:
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| The makers of this one use the term "sweet" loosely. Unless I'm mistaken and "sweet" means evil black ball of yuck. |
Day Thirteen:
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| I thought ingesting something that tasted so much like gun powder would lead to lethal consequences. Seriously, licorice powder?!?! Who does that? |
Day Fourteen:
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| It seems we have experienced our first repeat. I don't know what's worse, having a second go-round, or knowing what lies ahead... |
Day Fifteen:
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| Knowing what to expect did not make this little ball of ew any easier to swallow. |
Day Sixteen:
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| Our second round with this one was worse than the first. It seems as though it is always better to go in hopeful than dreadful. |
Stay tuned for the final installment of the Licorice Advent Incident. There will be a few twists and turns (of our faces contorting in agony) and a lesson learned.
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