|SO MUCH TASTIER THAN ACTUAL MOTH BALLS (I'M GUESSING).|
Around the same time I discovered Froot Loops, I also discovered "Moth Balls." At least that's what my sister called them. I don't think I knew until I was about 10 years old that what we were eating were actually called malted milk balls and not moth balls. I always thought it was strange that the same thing that made the closets smell so bad could taste so good (simply by being dipped in chocolate). Being much more mature (although, obviously, not the sharpest tack in the box) when I was introduced to malted milk balls, I didn't over-indulge. So, they remain a favorite.
|WE GOT ELEGANCE.|
As I mentioned in a previous post, my English Family (the tea connoisseurs) were not pleased when they learned I was making my tea in the microwave. Not only did they leave an electric tea kettle behind for our use, but they gave me my very own, elegant Diamond Jubilee "beaker." On their return home they mailed me a box of Maltesers (the English version of malted milk — aka, moth — balls). I boiled a cuppa and opened the box of Maltesers. I'm sure it was exactly like high tea at any of your finer hotels.