Do you have a favorite
"candy you ate as a kid" story?
Share it here.When I was a child, we lived in the country. A big treat was getting to go to town with one or both of my parents. One time, while 'helping' my dad build a picnic table, I became fascinated and enamored of the smell of the wood being cut, and the appearance of the sawdust.
When I got the chance to go with my mother to town to the laundromat, I was promised that if I was good, I could have a bottle of pop (a rare treat) and maybe a candy bar. When I fulfilled my end of the bargain by behaving, I was rewarded with a trip to the vending machines at the laundry.
I chose Tom and Joyce Grape pop and I tried to describe to my mom that I wanted the candy bar that had 'wood' inside it. After puzzling for a few minutes, she realized I was talking about the inside of a Clark bar, which to a four-year-old, resembled sawdust, that savory-smelling substance that my Dad had made. I enjoyed my heavenly treat and my mom enjoyed telling my dad about my description of it. ~ Michelle from Indiana
