Fast forward about 15 years. The girl is now a young woman, perhaps 20 or so. One day, while baking at Christmastime, the mother smilingly says to her daughter, "Open your mouth and close your eyes!" The girl, envisioning the chocolate of her youth, smiles back and obeys.
And then her brain starts to realize that the sweet something is NOT sweet.
The girl's eyes pop open, startled, as she tries to figure out why the chocolate thumbprints her mother just pulled out of the oven taste salty and spicy and her mouth is on fire. She gags and grabs a napkin, then notices that her entire family is laughing as she cries, "What on earth was that!?"
"Oh, come on! It's delicious! It's a wasabi pea. Haven't you ever had one before?" the mother asks.
"NO! That was gross! I thought it was going to be chocolate! I am never speaking to you again!" The girl fumes.
Fast forward another, oh, seven years or so.
The daughter wants to remind her mother how it's really done.
Moral of the story: Wasabi peas are gross. I've never eaten one since! But chocolate is delicious.