This is a Christmas Gift from my son Michael, one that delighted me. What about candy from one’s past elicits such feelings of comfort, joy and pure delight? Or as the initial bloom wears off, does it bring bittersweet nostalgia?
I really hope if you’re reading this and see a candy that brings a memory you’ll take a moment to share.
Remember the pink bubblegum cigar…that was a LOT of bubble gum! Loved it!
I don’t remember Zots. Does anyone? Necco was movie or occasional candy…and I didn’t like the chocolate ones.
Loved Turkish Taffy! It was also a movie candy for me. I ate more than my fair share of Sugar Babies!
I don’t remember having Teaberry Gum very often. I liked it, but I’d choose Juicyfruit. And it reminds me of my stepfather(It was often in his pockets) which can mean memories at any point of an emotional roller-coaster ranging from terror to acceptance.
If he was still here, I can imagine sharing a piece of this with him and watching his face light up.
When I was twelve we moved off of the farm and into a beautiful country home in a tiny village. The home had the foremost necessary feature for the purchasers…a great barn for the horses on eight fenced acres. More importantly, (in my opinion) there was the corner store…my bus stop.
I can see my hand reaching for a BUN!
I can remember sitting in the family-room savoring every bite. It seemed so much bigger back then. I could make it last a long time.
And when my husband, Mike and I shared this treat a few nights ago, while I enjoyed it, it didn’t satisfy like it once had. I know tastes change, but is that all it is? Or have I changed? Maybe I don’t need sweets to tamp down and quiet all the inner turmoil?
The Sky Bar was another of my choices. I’d go in cycles varying on which candy to spend my daily nickle.
The caramel center was always my favorite of the four.
Once again, Mike and I split it down the middle and shared. He had an obvious and vocal reaction to the Mars, but not so much with this one. Maybe, he’d been like me as a child and purchased the bigger bar of candy. And once again I was struck by how TINY it really was in comparison to what is available today.
I don’t remember these from the corner store. I didn’t buy them if they were there.
I don’t remember liking them much and as a mother, I wouldn’t let my kids have them.
My parent’s smoked Lucky Strikes.
And going to the movies…while I didn’t go often…it was the place to get candy I wouldn’t find at the corner store. And share candy with the other kids I’d gone to the movies with…my city friends.
What was your fav?