I have been mourning the loss of the Reese’s Peanut Butter Pumpkins from our Halloween candy stash for several days now. They were part of my life for such a short time yet brought so much joy, I’m not sure how to go on without them.
The Reese’s holiday edition peanut butter “cups” are by far my favorite candy ever. I can give or take a traditional peanut butter cup and I won’t even touch the mini cup, but the holiday editions bring out the worst in me and I can’t be held accountable for my actions. I’ve been known to steal them from The Husband’s Easter basket, eating them in private, hiding the wrappers and then lying when asked if I ate them. “No, I most certainly did not, how could you imply something like that?” Of course he knows I cannot help myself and now hides his own to protect them from me.
This past Halloween, I was thrilled to see that Reese’s had upped the ante by producing “mini” versions of the holiday pumpkin. This proved to be an even more tantalizing candy than its predecessor. A perfect bite-sized package of peanut butter with just the right amount of smooth chocolaty goodness. My eyes closed in bliss when I ate the first one. And the second. And eventually the third and fourth – well, you get the idea. I’ve spent hours contemplating the appeal of this candy and what makes it so far superior to the classic cup. But in the end, what does it matter? They are all gone and the holiday edition Christmas trees feel so far away….
I know what you’re thinking, “Why doesn’t she stock up?” Please see above statements, I cannot control myself when they are in the house. They simply would not last but would be consumed at a gluttonous pace in secret and I would be up hours past my bedtime gleefully energized by their sugary goodness, eyes shiny in rapturous joy.
So, until we meet again, my dear friend… a haiku tribute to you:
Peanut butter dreams
With sweet, melting chocolate
Oh, how I love you.
If only there was a Reese’s peanut butter turkey to hold me over until tree season…..