Saturday, August 13, 2016

Trust Issues.


I'm a busy bee these days. Weeks. Months, actually. Ve-hery busy. But today, I was stopped dead in my tracks and I just have to talk about this.

There's this Austrian candy, which most Austrians I know don't like because it's so sweet. But it's also very traditional-looking and great as a little edible souvenir, which is why tourists and those receiving Austrian guests in their homes are super familiar with it. I am, of course, talking about Mozartkugeln.

Mozart('s) balls.

I know, I'm twelve...

Now, a lot of souvenir or candy shops like displaying them in crazy quantities. Big vase-like, clear plastic containers full of hundreds and hundreds of little marzipan-nougat-chocolate balls.

Of course, I know that there's not actually hundreds of chocolate candies in sun-filled shop windows. Usually, there's a styrofoam or cardboard filler in the middle and the balls are placed around and on top to make the container look full.

Today, however, the last piece of innocent, no-questions-asked trust was stolen from me.

There is no Christkind and no Easter bunny.

The cake is a lie.

The few balls in those displays. Are. Not. Real.

Plastic.

I will never be able to trust again.