Zotz memories... Growing up
with a little brother was, at times, trying to say the least. I was
three years older than him and it seemed like all he wanted to do was
be under my feet. Anything I did he had to be right beside me and
everything I had, he wanted.
This, of course, didn't sit
well with an older, more worldly boy of ten, such as myself. I finally
felt I needed some way to stop this tag-along in his tracks. I went to
the local candy store one day and just happened to see a candy named
Zotz Sours.
The lady behind the counter
told me they were terribly sour. I thought to myself, that if these
were horrible enough, maybe he would think twice about always having
to have everything I had. As I was walking home the store he came
running after me asking if he could have some of what was in the bag
without even knowing what it was. I acted as if I was angry and
finally said sure.
He opened the pack and chomped
one then another until they were all gone! I was amazed even more when
he asked for more. I popped one in my mouth and I bit it and even
though it was sour it was the best candy I ever ate. From that day
forward Zotz Sours was my favorite candy and I made a conscious effort
to spend at least a little time with my brother. After all if he
hadn't been such a pain then I may never of happened onto the best
candy in the world - Zotz Sours. ~ Tom from Missouri
Hi, My name is
Mark and when I was a kid my friend Jud and I both loved ZOTZ CANDY.
As I grew up it was always the thing to use our lawn mowing job money
or snow shoveling money on Zotz at a little old time candy store
called "Ben Franklyn", as with the store and the Zotz we miss them
both. About a year ago I came across your web site and the first thing
I thought was ZOTZ. NOW my friend Jud and I relive our childhood every
time I eat one... Thank You Sooooooo Much (STILL FRIENDS MARK AND JUD)
from Illinois
I am the mother of two young boys, both of whom love candy. As a matter of fact, my
younger son would try to survive on candy if he could. Quite honestly, I was never much of a candy fan as a child; however, there was
nothing like riding my bike to the local 7-11 for a slurpee and an opportunity to browse the racks of penny candy jars (this is only 30 some
years ago, folks). The freedom of being away from home shopping with my own money was enough for a long time. Then I discovered Zotz. There
was something about the combination of hard candy and the fizzy, tangy powder inside that fascinated and delighted me and my younger
siblings. We were hooked!
Over the years I thought that Zotz had gone the way of penny candy jars and bike riding to a store alone as a child. Imagine my surprise and
delight when one day, a couple of years ago, my children "discovered" Zotz while standing at the ice cream truck with just a few cents in
their hands. Not enough for ice cream, but just enough for that string of four Zotz. You would have thought that they discovered the secret
of the universe, I was that happy! Now I let them run to the ice cream man every time he's in our neighborhood - always armed with an extra
35 cents for "mom's" Zotz...if only you could bring back double stick root beer popsicles, than all will be right with the world. ~ Lynn
from Pennsylvania
The Tom Thumb across the street from my swimming lessons was the only place that we could ever find
Zotz. My dad used to take me there after swimming lessons to get a string of Zotz. That used to be the only highlight of swimming lessons
was walking across the street to get my reward! I remember not wanting to sign up for my last year of swimming (age 9) but I did it anyways
for the Zotz! ~ Matt from Minnesota
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