All This For A Scone: Twists and Shouts

(I cut my twist in two)

The very first photo taken by me this morning was that of a chocolate twist, which I ate just seconds after taking this picture. As you can see, this delectable item isn't recognizably a 'twist', but has all the ingredients of one. The Norway Store got tired of having their chocolate twists fall apart in front of the customers, when staff members tried to place them into a bag. Apparently the twist/s were quite fragile.

I never minded if they fall apart. And in fact, I never noticed it. The twistly aroma coming out of that bag drive me and the other customers so mad that it doesn't really matter what shape they are in.

Customers in-the-know have figured out another angle to the morning ritual. You have to be on your toes when it's time to make a trip to the Norway Store. There are a limited number of chocolate twists in the basket on their counter, and when they are gone, they are gone. It is hard to walk into the shop and suddenly sense that something is missing.

The last TWIST!

But I am sure you will rejoice with me when I say that I solved that dilemma. We moved into the cottage right next door to the Norway Store! Wasn't that clever? I now only have to take a few steps, and there I am at the secret opening.

What secret opening, you say? Well a few years ago I discovered a secret opening between the outside alleyway and the oven where the twists are baked. The opening allows customers to smell the twists as they bake! I stand by the opening every morning, just taking it in. It's almost as good as eating one.

Other food items from today are a Traditional Cornish Pasty, heated up and cut in half for us to eat as we walk the Coffin Trail today. The man at the Yellow Canary Cafe get excited about our plan to take one of his pasties along, so he did a good job of getting it heated just enough for it to stay warm in its foil package.

One of about a billion stiles we climbed on the Coffin Trail

The next food item of note was a visit to the Moomaid Ice Cream place next to the Guildhall. I always order a Dark Chocolate Sorbet, but today, for the first time EVER, they were out. So we ordered a Belgian Chocolate instead.

The next food item was our salmon dinner. We have searched high and low for fresh salmon in the shops down the Wharf, but no one had any, not even Matthew Stevens Fish. Then the other day I discovered salmon in the Co op, which is a shocking discovery. Who ever heard of finding fresh salmon in the lowly glass cases of a Co op? They have definitely come up in this world.

We did have another food item, Readers mine. The last one. Sliced up strawberries dusted with sugar and smothered in whipped cream. As I presented the berries to my husband, he ran out of words to express the goodness of all these food items. After I finish this post, we shall watch some British show or other, and then - shall I come up with any further food items? I sort of think enough is enough, although I could easily come up with some. (Maybe white cheddar cheese on a platter with some green grapes?)....