I went through a Nutty Bar phase in high school. Creamy,
sugared up peanut butter between crispy wafers, covered in chocolate… What’s
not to love? I ate at least one a day. Well, I guess I kind of forgot about them somehow. Several years
went by without a nutty bar making its way down to my belly. That’s just not
right. And it might have continued had not Santa Claus gotten the elves at Little
Debbie (With that name she has to be an elf herself, right? That or a 1950s country
western singer.) to make a special holiday version.
They replaced the chocolate icing with vanilla (which could
have been a step down but somehow isn’t), kept the peanut butter and wafers
right where they belong, decorated it with a candy cane stripe
of red icing, and called the whole thing a North Pole Nutty Bar. Brought me right back to the Nutty Bar fold. It’s a straight
up Christmas miracle!
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