Chocolate Cigarettes memories... Chocolate cigarettes, man the mere thought of them makes my taste buds hurt because they want some. Chocolate cigarettes are the first candy that actually gave me a memory. I remember going to the candy shop in Cambria and getting these every time. That store was the only place we knew that had them and we only went to Cambria once a year. I was sad because I only got a box once a year! It was hard just having one! Chocolate cigarettes are my favorite candy and they always will be! These are good to get people off cigarettes and a must buy! ~ Kyle from California Thinking back to chocolate cigarettes I remember them for the cool factor of pretending we were grown-ups and lighting-up. One day a friend and I took this pretending too far and instead of getting my dads real ones like my friend wanted to do we tried lighting the candy ones. Well the paper burned chocolate melted and smelled bad and we ended up licking the rest off our hands. Neither of us became smokers of real cigarettes but we both still love chocolate. ~ Vicky from Arizona My memories of chocolate cigarettes as a kid was a great one. My family is from a little country town. Once every trip home, we would go to the general store. It was a general store like you would see in old time western movies. A wooden building with a giant porch filled with rocker that were likewise filled with old men smoking cigarettes and talking about how it used to be. My brother and I would go in and buy some chocolate cigarettes and go back to the porch. One of the old-timers would give us one of their chairs and we would take out our chocolate cigarettes. They would smoke and we would "puff" on our chocolate. They would get a kick out of this and begin to tell us things of how it was in the late 1890s and early 1900s. They were all old coalminers. The respect I found for these people and how hard and different things were. ~ Kevin from Kentucky I remember one day when I was 8 I received my pocket money and I decided to spend it at the candy store. So I walk down the main street of town, Garden Avenue. When I get near the candy store I encountered a young boy, about my age, "smoking" a cigarette. I asked him how he was allowed to buy one and he told me just to ask the man at the counter for a "chocolate cig" I go in, pay the money, and get my pack. I go outside and the boy is gone. As I lean against the wall, "smoking" and looking cool, the sheriff walks up. He gives me this long lecture on how smoking is bad! I listen politely and then take a bite out of my "cigarette" He looks at me in amazement and then says "It's chocolate, ain't it son?" ~ Jack from California |
