It's with great happiness and sorrow that my Nanaimo Bar quest has come to it's end. The happy part is obvious... the sorrow? That part is harder to describe. Am I sad because finding my Nanaimo Bar meant I was near the conclusion of my holiday? Maybe. Is it some sort of "post dessert disorder"? Most likely. I am proud to say that I kept to only one Nanaimo Bar but must confess that I ate some serious desserts and will post the photo evidence after announcing the bento box contest winner tomorrow. Until then, I present to you my first Nanaimo Bar.
Updated to add that this photo was accepted on Foodgawker. And Tastestopping.
