There are a few things for which I have an unnatural love. One of them is McVitie’s HobNobs – Nobbly, Oaty Biscuits.
When I was in England I ate these practically every day. They were plentiful there, readily available. I loved them. I called the company after I got back and tried to find a way to lay my hands on them in the US. At the time, that was not to be done.
So, imagine my delight when I was at the World Food Market in Paducah the day after Christmas and spotted them on the shelf. I bought a package and have been saving them as a treat. Do you know how much it takes to distract me from Christmas things on Dec. 26? It’s a feat.
Today is the day I get a treat.
And, how should one enjoy HobNobs? With tea in one’s favorite cup from England, of course. I bought this mug in Bath and it remains one of my very favorite mugs – it fits my hand well, I like the shape of it, and I enjoy feeling the relief on the front. I drink from it on a regular basis. But this is the first time I’ve gotten to enjoy HobNobs while doing so.
The question you might be asking is why do I deserve a treat. Well, because I’ve been a good girl. I have been hauling Christmas stuff to the basement today. I’ve undecorated another small tree.
And, I also did something else today that is deserving of a treat. I hauled a big bag of stuff to Salvation Army. That, alone, is worth a treat. But, in the bag were some things that reminded me of old boyfriends that I’ve been hanging onto for a very long time. I just decided I didn’t need to start a new year with any of those things hanging around. They were things that were really difficult to part with for a variety of reasons. But, today was the day.
So, like fat people everywhere who use food for rewards, I’m now enjoying a treat of food. Dammit. Nothing is ever simple, is it? Oh well… I think I’ll have another HobNob and forget about that part and just go back to the patting myself on the back part.