Stuffed Dates

My mom used to make these for the holiday season and I never have, but the memory came to me and I had to bring up the past - again. She had to slice the dates and remove the pits as I used to watch the process. These dates were already pitted, (reamed out, leaving a tubular hole through the middle) but I still had to slice them to stuff with cream cheese. Then I rolled them in a cinnamon-sugar mixture.  

Bad Bad ME!

But it was sooooooo good!

I knew I had a can of the stuff in my cupboard. I wanted something sweet. I wanted something satisfying to bring back memories of long ago when I indulged in this habit - often.

I knew it was decadent and indulging. I am worth it!

Tonight I got out the "churchkey" from the utility drawer and poked two holes in the top. One was large, one was just a prick on the opposite side. I sucked the wonderful stuff from the larger hole. It is way less messy to suck directly from the can top than any other way. I know this from past experience. UMMMMMMMMM!

I couldn't finish it all in one sitting so I found a plastic dog food can cover for cans and hid it in the back of the refrigerator for the next time. That will be tomorrow night when all are in bed and it is quiet. It's my secret (I think).

The stuff is so good at room temperature that I will have to let it sit out somewhere a bit for my last annihilation of the stuff. 

Maybe there will be a next time. 

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