29 April 2007
09 April 2007
Biting into an eclair means that bits of it would always be stuck hopelessly to various parts of the teeth. I stand united with those who believe that any occasion of eating chocolate, past present or future, is a jolly good one. When I was in school and busy shedding one tooth here and one there, girls would bring along a packet of toffee containing sixty eclairs on their birthday to distribute in the class. I could not do that very often, because my birthday would always arrive during vacation or exam time. Anyway, I loved the eclair with its orange and dark brown wrapper (or was it golden?). It may have been the costliest toffee - it cost 50 paisa, I think. Among my other recollections of association with this toffee, is the various two dimensional creatures I would produce with the crackling wrapper. I made them yesterday to celebrate the joy of digging out toffee from my teeth with my fingernails.