Do you have a favorite
"candy you ate as a kid" story?
Share it here.Seeing burnt peanuts suddenly reminds me of Costco! Back in the 80's, Costco used to carry this product. My family and I would spend the afternoon at Costco, and I remember sitting in the back of our van, munching on these on the way home.
But the thing was I didn't like the peanut! I only liked using my teeth to scrape off the sweet, "burnt", coating, and then would be left with an ugly peanut! My extremely conservative and stern father was adamant against any food waste, and wasting peanuts was akin to a federal crime. But while he was driving, he could not possibly monitor me every second. So, I would eat a burnt peanut, spit the leftover peanut in my hand, and do this over and over, until soon I would have an entire fistful of yucky, wet peanuts.
When the space in my fist became limited, I merely stored the peanuts on one side of my mouth. Once the storage ran out in both my fist and mouth, I ran into a bit of a dilemma. My desire to eat as many of these burnt peanuts as a kid, was maddening. I would then, try to erase peanut evidence by tossing one peanut after another, out of the window stealthily. This little ritual lasted me the entire trip home.
Once at home, I had the vast outdoors to rid of my evidence. I would run back and forth, into the house, out the house with these peanuts, and letting these peanuts grace the dirt, grass, trees, wherever I could hide these peanuts. My father, thankfully oblivious, would just marvel, at how many of these burnt peanuts I could consume in a few hours. ~ Meg from New York
