The Curse of the Cherries

Finally, after weeks of attempting chocolate bonbon creation, my little tubs of chocolate cherries have collapsed upon themselves in a tide of cherry ooze and ruptured chocolate. Literally nothing else bad can happen to them.

The cherries have expired. Time of death: Friday, December 17, 2004, 2:33 p.m.

*plays New Orleans-style street dirge, drunker than a lord*