Sunday, February 20, 2005

Kindred Spirit - Hilary Liftin

I just started reading “Candy and Me (A Love Story)” and it SPEAKS to me.  No, like seriously, I mean it.  Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved candy.  All kinds.  Chocolate.  Fruity.  Hard.  Soft.  Gummi.  Sweet.  Sour.  You get the point.  I didn’t consume (nor want to) nearly the sugar volume of Hilary Liftin, but my joy was no less great.  I remember getting in trouble when I was little because my cousin brought me some gummi worms & pacifiers home from Germany (before gummi anything was popular here), and I ate them too quickly.  I had a big bag of them and apparently they were supposed to last me a while.  But, they were so very very good.  Even now, I’m not big on anything lasting too long.  Life is short, eat candy.

I’m also generally not happy with just your average candy.  For instance, Life Savers bore me, but find me some weird Japanese candy that has to be ordered from Japan with outrageous shipping prices and I crave it.  Hershey bars?  Zzzz.  I need Coffee Crisp from Canada or Cadbury oddities from the UK.  I always notice when new stuff shows up at the store.  Naturally, I get hooked on something when it’s a “Limited Edition”, never to be seen again—hear me calling, Dark Chocolate Kit Kat?

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