Ah, rhubarb and custard sweets — darling little temptations wrapped in sunshine and sass!
Picture it: a swirl of cheeky pink and buttery yellow, like a wink across a soda fountain. One taste, and you’re twirling your petticoat and batting your lashes at the greaser with the slicked-back hair. That tangy rhubarb gives you a playful tease, sharp and sweet like a well-placed kiss on the cheek. And just when you think you can’t take the thrill, in swoons the custard — all smooth talk and mellow charm, melting on your tongue like he whispers sweet nothings in your ear.