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Writer's picturePaul Hawkins

Abba-Zaba

Updated: Jul 21

Chapter 1

Dear Professor [X], esteemed friend across continents and colleague and expert in Macro-Plastics (giant robots), as promised, I am going to chronicle in real time the eating of an exotic candy bar that I purchased that had been accidentally shipped to my local 7-11. Extraordinary!



Chapter 1b

No one has been able to determine where the candy bar came from, though Antarctica has been ruled out. By NASA. Tentatively.


Chapter 2

I begin with the unwrapping. I will keep you informed.


Chapter 2b

It is already different than I expected. It is tan, not brown like chocolate. Fascinating. Now to check the interior.


Chapter 3

The interior is the same as the exterior, and it tastes like peanut butter.


It is chewy, but not as chewy as a Slo-Poke or Black Cow.


Chapter 4

Correction, the interior IS different. Contains chocolate.



Detail view of the inside, as retrieved from my mouth:



Chapter 5

I wish there were a Chapter 5 but I have eaten the whole thing in 8.2 seconds. Overall, it was very good. There was something on the inside besides chocolate. It may have been real fake peanut butter.


Postscript

I do not expect you, my esteemed Professor X, as a fellow scientist dependent on government grants, to fully fathom the deliciousness of this candy. It is more religion than science, and more myth than religion. I will have to go back and buy another if there are any left. I promise to send it to you except I will eat it first.


Sincerely yours,


Dr. Y,

University of California - Berkeley

USA

Department of Frivolous Grants

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