GARLIC TOFFEE 'APPLE'
The horror. The horror. I once had a great idea* for a comedy TV show called 'Hendon', where - due to an administrative error - the spirits of everyone good who died ended up in the London borough of Hendon rather than heaven. Likewise, any baddies ended up in Hull rather than hell. Aside from having thoughts of a bickering Hitler and Pol Pot running a Hull fish stall that's about as far as I got, what with not being paid to be a TV writer or anything, aside from stretching out an already tenuous concept even further by thinking you could have a halloween episode. In that one, everyone - due to another administrative error - has to celebrate 'Halesowen' on October 31st instead. Anyway, Happy Halesowen everyone! Today, I'm going to do a take on a traditional autumnal treat (i.e. crap compared to modern stuff - I mean who'd choose a toffee apple over a bag of mini novelty chocolate pumpkins?) that's something suitably disgusting AND potentially usef