Candy is good. I was never allowed to eat these as a kid because a) hard candy is EVIL and b) I only got these at Halloween and my parents didn't trust sweets without recognizable brand names emblazoned on their sides and c) life is weird, moving on. At some point (rebel that I was) they jumped from my don't eat pile into my do eat pile, and I've loved them ever since.
I was with my family over the president's weekend and we went to a candy shop at the end of Pier 39. The shop was filled with buckets full of taffy and hard candies, and I couldn't resist throwing a few of these into my basket. I'm down to my last one and suddenly the thoughts I have surrounding these cute strawberry candies made me feel all gooey inside.
Even the wrapper is cute!
Once unwrapped, they start to melt in your mouth and then, at the last minute, I bite down and crunch through the soft center. Happiness follows with a 100% success rate.
yuuuummy.
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