As he walked back out into the cobblestone streets, the first bite of a —a delicate milk and egg sweet—melted on his tongue. It was more than sugar; it was the taste of the Andes, preserved in a paper bag.
"For a gift?" the shopkeeper asked, wrapping his haul in brown paper tied with twine. "For a memory," Mateo replied. buy ecuadorian candy
Next, he pointed to the wafers, their pink packaging a nostalgic staple for every Ecuadorian kid. He added a few Tangos to his pile—biscuits topped with cream and drenched in chocolate—knowing the snap of the chocolate coating was addictive. As he walked back out into the cobblestone