Candy Freak

That's the title of the current book that I'm reading these days. The author claims to have "eaten at least a piece of candy everyday of his life". I guess that's saying something. Even a sugar junkie like myself can't make that very impressive claim.

He went on to talk about how he went into a trance when he was at a candy factory, just tranfixed and staring at the glorious sight of chocolate flowing and covering slabs of candy bars. I can't wait to go visit one myself!

He writes like a gourmet when he describes different candy bars, their "mouth-feel", texture, aroma, taste, etc.

As Halloween comes near, this is a dangerous time to be reading this book as a lot of the old nostalgic candies that's not usually found are stocked on shelves these days. Last night, I went and stocked up on "MaryJane"s. These are peanut butter chews. It comes in these taffy chews with a soft roasted peanut butter center that oozes out when you bite into it. The whole thing is wrapped in a piece of waxed paper. When I opened the bag this morning (I had to have one, it was breakfast time ... peanut butter's a heathy food, right?), the roasted peanut smell permeated my living room. Ah ... nice!

Anyhow ... I've booked a chocolate factory tour for a couple of weeks later. I can't wait!