A Fool's Gold Is Neither Food Nor Fashion

So This is how I found Anna one sunny afternoon in Florida.
So I asked her what she was digging for. She told me "treasure".
So I asked her what treasure is.
And she told me:
"Oh, necklaces and cake and cupcakes with frosting and candy and chocolate..."

I am, however, left trying to imagine the pirate who buried such a booty.