The Lion, the Witch, and the Really Foul Candy
In pursuit of Turkish Delight.
By Liesl Schillinger
Posted Friday, Dec. 9, 2005, at 12:22 PM ET
At Christmas nearly a decade ago, an aged Englishman gave me a choice gift, one that I’d fantasized about since the age of 7 after reading C.S. Lewis’ Chronicles of Narnia. It was a box of Turkish Delight — rose-flavored candy dusted with powdered sugar, nestled in a blush-pink package that glinted with the gilded minarets of Topkapi. The fragrant mystery of the East bulged within, in 20 plump little squares.
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Ah, yes. Someone finally breaks silence.
I too imagined how exquisitely tasty Turkish Delight must be, after first reading TLTW&TW.
Ten years or so back (fifteen?) I finally tasted Turkish Delight while I was in Turkey .. Kusadasi? Bodrum maybe? … and …
I can’t imagine what Edmund Pevensie was thinking, to toss his siblings over to the White Witch in exchange for even more pounds of that awful gooey stuff.
… but then I don’t like gummy worms or jelly beans either.