Are Twiglets like boarding school where the English are forced into them as children, and years later convince themselves they actually enjoyed the experience out of psychological preservation?

My Mom seemingly out-smarted the supply chain and secured a source of the “good” (read: Cadbury) Christmas candy, and saw that these were listed as Britain’s favorite snack, and picked some up.

My God, at least with Marmite, we eventually learned we were all just preparing it wrong, I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do with these.