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Up until 2 months ago, peanut M&Ms were one of my favorite candies, followed by the peanut butter M&Ms. Then for some strange reason things got a little wonkie and my jaw resorted back to middle school days and began popping in and out for no reason. And the least little things, like taking big bites or chewing anything "meaty" tends to aggravate it. So when the chocolate urge strikes, I now resort to Reese's cups. Can you tell I like chocolate and peanut butter? But then I ran across a coupon on Sunday's paper for this:

Now, I love peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, with grape jelly being the best and strawberry coming in a very close second. But somehow the thought of peanut butter and strawberry something being surrounded with chocolate does NOT appeal to me in the least little bit. I never ever thought I would say this, but for the first time in my life I read a description of M&Ms and said, "EEeeewwww!" Bobby finds this funny. He thinks as much as a like chocolate and nuts, that adding strawberry to it would be delicious. Somehow I'm just not so sure.
SOOoooo....who wants to be the first to try them and give a report? I think I may have even saved the coupon.

Comments

sara said…
I have never heard of these. I would be willing to try. It does sound a little funny, tho.
Jennifer said…
I've heard of it....I'll try anything for free

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