Smells Like: Chestnuts piled high, warmed with sweet spices and cream.
Gripping his basket, Mr. Squirrel combs the woods looking for nuts. Fallen leaves crackle on the forest floor as the sun shines through the branches above.
Ahead an ancient chestnut tree stretches out its broad branches. The spiky casings are already starting to crack, revealing the shining deep brown nut within.
Mr. Squirrel's mouth begins to water. The treasure awaits in the branches above. Soon his pantry will be filled.