When Janeen and I were in Provo at BYU Women's Conference, we stayed in a dorm. When we entered our room, we found a BYU mint truffle on our pillows. A nice touch.
But it went beyond a nice touch. Those mint truffles were good. Really good.
Down in the Wilk, I bought a lipstick and saw a bin of those truffles by the cash register. I asked Janeen if she wanted one. She certainly did. So I bought four. Two for each of us.
The point of this story is something like I wish I had bought the $12 bag, because try as I might I can't find anything here--and I've been looking--quite as good as those mint truffles. Not even at See's.
Too bad, huh.
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