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What others allow themselves...
Baklava and me, we have a love-hate thing going on. I either want to sink my teeth into the stuff when they're really nutty and soaked with dark honey. Or I want to spit them out again when what I thought was honey turns out to be just sugar syrup (which is usually not possible because the stuff sticks like nothing and only closing your eyes and chewing will save you from imminent death by suffocation)
So much for my culinary take on baklava. Let's move on to the olfactory. In my search for THE honey scents, I couldn't get past this one either, especially as I also love pistachios. So I bought the scent and gave it a sniff and it started really promisingly.
The pistachios were there immediately, along with an intense roasted aroma. The honey was in the background. Overall, an insanely delicious start, but the roasted flavor kept it tart enough to be portable. I was very taken with it. The orange blossom made itself known far in the background, but still very hesitantly.
I was happy with my delicious baklava. I soak up the aroma and admire how this sweet sin lies shining golden on the plate in front of me.
And then, as I look away, someone has the audacity to sprinkle my perfectly shaped baklava with any floral perfume! With a diabolical grin, this person must have poured half a bottle of some LVEB clone onto it, because suddenly my baklava no longer smells like a sweet temptation, but like, well, a baklava that has been doused with an LVEB dupe, there's no other way to describe it.
If I catch the flit who messed up my baklava, then I'm in for a treat! Then clap, but don't applaud!
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