Do you have a favorite "candy you ate as a kid"
story? Share it here.
I have a
somewhat interesting story about chocolate babies concerning my
dad... When he was little, about 3 or 4, my dad would get
chocolate babies every Saturday from my grandpa. There were five
kids in the family, including my dad, and so to keep the
chocolate babies a special secret between Grandpa and my dad, my
grandpa would hide the chocolate babies in the ice crusher. [You
know how the old ice crushers would be nailed to the wall, with
a crank to manually break up the ice?]
Grandpa worked the third
shift and he'd get home pretty late, so this was a very special
treat for my dad. The two older girls always slept in on
Saturday mornings, and the two younger kids were too little to
notice, so my dad, the middle child, would get a chair and
clamber up to the ice crusher and get his chocolate babies every
Saturday morning. He said he remembered that they came in a
little box that he'd shake before opening. He'd bite the babies
feet first and then pop the rest of them in while he would watch
cartoons or lassie.
The chocolate baby memory
is probably one of my dad's fondest memories of my grandpa, as
well as my favorite story to hear him tell. ~ Maggie from North