You know when you make a pledge to something and you are in a place where you are unwavering in your committment? Well it would seem that people who go grain-free, gluten free, paleo or primal or whatever other thing you want to call it, fit in that boat quite often. Me included.
That does NOT mean that I don’t sometimes sit on the sofa and drool over things that I have loved in the past. Last night my dreaming went way back into the past. Ray and I got talking about candy. Well….it was more me that was talking about candy that I loved in my childhood and him trying very hard to watch a movie that didn’t interest me at all. But I digress. 😉
At groceries yesterday I bought a sweet treat, a Lindt dark chocolate bunny. I believe that bunny is an acceptable treat and I have given Ray the job of divying it out to me because I can’t ration my own chocolate consumption. But, you see, there was a time (most of my life) that I didn’t worry about how much I was eating of candy and treats. Granted, that lack of awareness got me to over 260 pounds. But again, I digress. 😉
Do you remember Runts? Those little fruit flavoured, heavily shellaced powdered candy? Banana (the best one!), green apple, I think there was peach and a little red one; cherry? I used to eat those until my tongue just about bled. That and Skittles. Oh, Skittles, I used to buy you by the family-sized bag.
Bridge Mixture (sometimes called Grand Slam) with its “chocolate” covered mystery filling inside each one. Caramel, turkish delight-style in red and green, a coconut one, a weirdly flavoured peach one, raisins and peanuts. My sister and I used to walk about a kilometer to the grocery store near our house when we were teenagers. I would buy it in bulk, fill up a large margarine container and hide it in my closet in my bedroom. I remember thinking about that stupid container of chocolates obsessively when I was away at my dad’s for a weekend or even at school.
Nerds, Power Poppers, Gobstoppers, Dinosauer Eggs, Lik M Aid (later called Fun Dip). And later when I was older and living on my own, the $3 Pot of Gold boxes and chocolate covered cherries.
It’s no wonder at this point in my life I have to let my spouse break up my Lindt bunny and give it to me in small pieces as a treat. That frigging bunny doesn’t stand a chance if I’m in charge!
Any candy that you used to (or still) go crazy with?