Some thief crept into Tamalehawk's dreams and with precarious precision pulled forth the most ambrosial frozen opus in recent memory. The Hawk household had to freeze federal funding for fear of spraining some kind of critical gland.
The Mission to Marzipan may be mottled with manifold mysteries, but from takeoff to landing it delivers, especially when your spoon uncovers a crater of velvety almond ore. It's enough to make you smash the dash of your spacecraft and let the signal from headquarters echo out endlessly, or at least travel to two different 7-11's in search of it. Which happened.