My favorite candy has always been turtles. You know, those oddly-shaped little chocolate-covered-gooey-caramel-with-pecan morsels. Yummy, yummy. But how they came to be my favorite is a bit of a good news/bad news story.
The good news? When I was about nine years old, my Dad would sometimes take me with him when he made some of his rounds, and at one of the stops, the owner always gave me a few turtles. I quickly put them at the top of my list of favorites, above such ordinary candies as Tootsie Rolls and Necco Wafers (well, except maybe for the black ones). I mean, who wouldn't?
The bad new? Those rounds I went on with Dad were to bars. Some of the bartenders did have pistachio nuts, though, so it wasn't all bad. Except for the red fingers.
In a more current nod to candy, here's a musical offering.