Do you have a favorite
"candy you ate as a kid" story?
Share it here.Back when I was about 4 years old, my grandmother used to take me on weekly visits to my "Moo Moo's" house. "Moo Moo" as far as I know means grandmother or great grandmother in Finnish, I don't even know if I'm spelling it correctly. Moo Moo's house had no TV, no radio, no toys and was quite boring as my grandmother spoke to her in Finnish... but Moo Moo had a BIG bowl of pink Canada mints, that had a great texture and seemed like a huge piece of candy to me at the time. By time they were done gossiping I had at least ten in my belly and my pockets full of even more. I raided that bowl of candy every week and it was always full to overflowing the next when I returned. ~ Stacy from Florida