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| - On the way home from an evening band rehearsal, my beautiful girlfriend convinced me (disclaimer: it takes next to nothing to convince me to try new food, but still...it was late-ish and I was sleepy) to stop in here to try my first walnut ball.
We ordered 30 balls (we got 31! and the ball-cook at the counter was more than happy to explain the intricacies of the walnut balls to my GF while we waited) of the mixed variety (red bean, walnut, potato) and I was not disappointed.
Delicious cold on the walk home, warmed in the microwave, and again the next day in the toaster oven for lunch, these Hodo Kwaja are an absolute delight, and I'm having a hard time sitting here knowing that there's 5 more sitting in the fridge, waiting to be devoured. I'm imagining them in there yelling "eat me!" inside the tupperware, and then after a few minutes of not being eaten, they then start plotting ways to escape the tupperware, bounce off the floor, and roll their way over to my cubicle; Jumping up and down on their arrival, singing "Don't You Forget About Us" to the tune of the similarly titled Simple Minds song in high pitched voices that you would imagine tiny walnut cakes would have. "Hey cakes!" I'd say "Be patient! I won't forget to eat you!" but they won't leave me alone, so you know what...I'm just going to go to the fridge right now and eat the rest.
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