Chick-O-Sticks memories... When I was a kid, I was fascinated with Chick-O-Sticks because I actually believed they contained chickens! I was sure this was "chicken-flavored candy" and I insisted my Mother buy them for me all the time. I even had my grade school convinced as well and the candy became a classroom favorite. Now all these years later, I bump into them at the local grocer and I HAD to buy a handful of them. They are every bit as wonderful now as they were then (despite the fact that the ingredients still doesn't list "chickens"...did somebody goof?) Long live the Chick-O-Sticks! ~ Rick from Tennessee I have only stolen one item in my life, and it was my favorite candy of all time: Chick-O-Sticks. The year was 1981, and the place was Wab Drugs in Seabreeze, New York. I was 13 and my friend Kim dared me to do it. The Chick-O-Stick cost only 10 cents. I slipped it in my pocket and left the store. Did I feel guilty? Sure. I was a good Catholic school girl. But that Chick-O-Stick tasted so good. That peanut butter and coconut combination was awesome! As I grew up, Chick-O-Sticks became harder to find until they seemed to disappear forever. Then . . . I was married in October 2003 and my husband, Jim, gave me a box to open at Christmas. It was a carton of Chick-O-Sticks that he purchased on the Internet. That's when I knew I was in love! ~ Kerri from New York Chick-O-Sticks remind me of growing up in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Candy, even penny candy, was a real treat back then. Money didn't come easy to anyone it seemed, and Mom was no exception. Young divorcee, two little kids, two jobs to support us.... Every so often she'd come home from work with a little paper bag of candy and those Chick-O-Sticks! AFTER dinner (lunch to everyone not from the south) we could have a piece of candy. That Chick-O-Stick, if you didn't just bite it and chew it up real fast, could last quite awhile while outside playing in the dirt, sneaking down to the forbidden creek to look for crawdads, climbing trees, or just sitting on the porch swing with Sidney, our big grey tomcat, day dreaming. Halloween was great for getting tons of good candy! Your candy takes me back to one of the happiest times in my life. Chick-O-Sticks remind me of thunder storms, black walnut trees, a cozy porch swing, Mom beautiful as a movie star in her poodle skirt and sweater, WoolWorth's chocolate sodas, KHOG radio station, chicken after Sunday church, making mud pies. Life was beautiful back then. Life was simple and a joy to live. ~ Peggy from Illinois |
