My sweet tooth is a blessing as well as a curse.
It’s a blessing because I get so much pleasure out of desserts. I almost feel sorry for people who don’t love their food, because you just don’t know what you’re missing. It’s a curse because, well, lardass, it goes without saying.
And someone has come up with another way for me to derive more pleasure and spend even more time in the gym.
Chewy Junior has 5 outlets.
Oh mamma, they are just yummola. They’re like a cross between a doughnut and Beard Papa.
There are the cheese and fruit versions (cream cheese + strawberry/blueberry/cranberry) or cheese + cheese (cream cheese and grated cheese) or the chocolate version – oreo, double chocolate, triple chocolate (choc filling, choc frosting, choc chips), chocolate + nuts (almonds or macadamias) and the fruit spread ones – lemon curd (ecch). There are savouries too but I’ve never seen them on sale. The full range here.
They do promos in multiples – like 6 for $6, or 11 for $11 (but one alone is more than a dollar of course!)
And it gets its name because you have to chew through it. Which is kind of gratifying – I mean, you can feel the calories going in, and it’s not going to be a surprise when your pants get tight. Each bite goes -> creamy icing, crispy shell, chewy middle, with creamy filling. Yowzah!
I love me the chocolate ones. Especially the macadamia.