What the Sugar Baby sees:
Friday, May 30, 2008
Dark Chocolate Reese's Miniatures
Raspberry Hershey Bliss
Life Saver Splosions (some sort of gummy things with liquid centers)
and a Limited Edition Reese's Pieces, but I can't remember now what they were
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Being a good daddy, the Baron saw something at the checkout counter that he thought Gretl would like-- little 10 cent packets of sour stuff. So he picked up two and later, proudly presented them to her.
"What are these?" she wisely asked.
"It's a southern version of Pixie Sticks," he said.
She happily tore into them and poured some on her tongue.
"Gross!" she said. "This is salt! Daddy gave me salt!"
Hmmm. Upon closer investigation, yes, these were little packets of salt. Pickle flavored and lemon-lime. Nice going, Baron.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
A little background: Mr. Goodbar has a humungo extended family. I haven't met everyone, but I pretty much know who's who in the scheme of things. Or so I thought.
When the Baroness said that Uncle Jeff was coming, I thought, okay, cool, I know him. Except I didn't. See, apparently in my own slightly mixed up crazy mind, I assumed that Uncle John and Uncle Jeff were the same person. I don't know why they'd have two different names, or why one would live in Maine and the other in New York, but for some reason, I had merged them in my mind. Whatever, okay? It happens. You try keeping track of 8 aunts and uncles and their spouses and kids and cousins.
So in walks this guy that I've never seen before, but instantly I know: he's going to be a font of wisdom. Turns out he teaches chemistry and something else-- home ec? yoga? I don't remember-- but he's definitely the kind of teacher that the kids must love. How do I know this? Because one night, during dinner, amidst all the noise from a zillion different conversations, I heard him say this: "Oh, you can do an experiment with gummy bears!"
My ears perked up and I grabbed a Sharpie and the nearest piece of paper (a recipe for "The Once and Future Beans"; sorry Carl, didn't mean to steal your stuff). This is where it gets kind of fuzzy, because I had been enjoying one or two of K.C.'s famous Manhattans at the time and I don't quite remember all the details. So this is what my notes say:
Pyrex test tube +sodium or potassium chlorate
wax burner, melt to almost a boil
Dunk in ice water: Twizzler, one gummy bear
Flame 10 feet
KABOOM! (with rough sketch of an erupting volcano)
(At this point let me just say, Candy Yum Yum and its owners and affiliates, as well as Uncle Jeff and the myriad uncles, aunts and cousins, are not responsible for anything you may do with the above information. The utmost caution should always be used when handling gummy bears and potassium chlorate.)
Good fun, good fun. As for the name The Great Jeff, we were trying to teach the Sugar Baby to say "Uncle Jeff," when we realized that he would in fact be his great uncle. Jeff decided that the "uncle" part was unnecessary. Great would suffice.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
"One of these, please," I squeaked out.
"Go ahead, take it," said the tattooed-and-teethless but seriously nice T-Bone. Awwww, yeah, he made me feel mean and Yankeeish. I put the pop in my pocket where it got all soft and sticky in the midday heat, and later that night I unveiled it. We each took a lick (hey, we're family, what can I say?!) and decided that it was actually a darn good lollipop. It was hot cinnamon. As you can see from the picture, Mr. Goodbar was breaking the eleventh commandment: Thou shalt not covet thy spouse's candy.
Monday, May 26, 2008
I've seen the Wildly Cherry M&Ms lots of times, but I never bought them because cherry usually isn't my thing. Oh sure, I like cherry Life Savers, and I loved cherry Bubble Yum, but in general, nah. But the Baroness found these and brought back a package for us all to try. Here's what I liked about them: the size. They're slightly bigger and rounder than regular old M&Ms, so you get a bigger bite out of them. Here's what I hated: the taste. It was like a Robitussin-flavored candy. Yeecch. I, however, was in the minority. Everyone else really liked them. So there you go. Don't pay attention to my opinion, because apparently, I don't know what I'm talking about. But I'm sticking to my guns anyway.
When I found the Chocolate Take 5 at the scary K-Mart, I also saw Skittles Carnival Bubble Gum. I thought this would be a fun surprise for the wee von Schokolats, so I picked up a box. The flavors are cotton candy, candy apple, pink lemonade, gumball and berry-go-round. (Note: I forgot what the flavors were, so I just looked it up on the Skittles website which has got to be one of the most annoying sites EVER. The different products "drive" by and you have to click on them if you want to learn more, but they're going so fast you can't even tell what's what. And there are mushrooms up in the corner-- what's up with that? Apparently they're trying to give Skittles a trippy image, but is that really what they should be marketing to kids?? Can someone from Skittles please get back to me on this. I really am curious.) Anyhow ...
Here's the thing with Skittles gum, as explained by Gretl von Schokolat:
"They look like regular candy Skittles and when you chew them, they have that same disappearing texture, so you feel like you're eating candy. But then all of a sudden, it turns into gum and that's really weird."
Very astute observation, little Gretl. You're so right. So taste-wise, these were pretty good, but the whole candy/gum conundrum was disturbing. A disappointing candy day, to be sure, but there would always be tomorrow ...
(Can't you just feel the suspense?!)
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
There comes a time when, after a tragedy, you have to get back to the mundane aspects of life. That initial step always feels a little weird, a little icky, a little ... disrespectful, I guess. But things like work, laundry and bills all have to be taken care of. So, too, with Candy Yum Yum. There's blogging to be done. So deep breath, here I go.
Henri's Grandma Judy passed away last week. You may remember her from these posts:
Ever Heard of Snirkles?
Crazee For Cashews
A Very Special Candy Yum Yum
She was awesome in the true definition of the word. I don't think I've ever known anyone with such a positive, upbeat attitude. In the face of adversity, I never heard her complain once. There's lots I'll miss about her, but for the moment, I'll focus on the subject at hand: candy.
Grandma Judy and Grandpa K.C. visited us a lot, and there were more than a few times when Judy and I would bump into each other in the middle of the night, scouring the cabinets for chocolate. She introduced me to Snirkles (I'd never heard of them before, and I've never heard of them since!), and she let me in on a little secret: Grandpa K.C. loves candy corn. At Christmas, she made me a batch of cashew brittle that I had to hide from The Baron, it was so good.
When we arrived at their house last week, naturally things were sad and chaotic as plans were made and visitors arrived. During times like these, you find solace wherever you can; I found mine on the shelf. And in the pantry. And in the office. I had to smile. Judy had little stashes of candy throughout the house. There was the crystal candy dish full of Hershey's Miniatures. The bowl of Twix. The ceramic bird dish with Creme Savers. It almost felt as if she knew the von Schokolats and I would be coming and she had stocked up on the candy reserves.
There's lots I'm going to miss about Judy and our shared love of candy is just one of many things. So join me, dear readers, in a chocolate toast to Judy, who knew just how sweet life could be.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
I was slogging through some press releases yesterday (delete, delete, delete) when one caught my eye. It said, "Marathon bar to make a come back." I nearly wet my pants I was so excited! The Marathon bar?! The chocolate-covered caramel chain that is iconic of my youth? The candy bar that was the cause of the initial spark of this blog?* Hooray! Only, no, it's not that Marathon. It's the U.K. version of Snickers. How disappointing.
*At work one day, back in the early '90s, before we even had access to the Internet (in the newsroom, no less!), one of the reporters said to me, "Hey, remember that candy bar that was shaped like a chain?" Holy cow, yes I did! I hadn't thought about it in years. "What was the name of that?" he asked.
We thought and thought. Couldn't come up with it for days. (Again, this was pre-Internet, in my world, anyway.) Finally it came to him and it was like, "Huzzah! Coolest candy bar ever!"
Monday, May 12, 2008
You'd better watch your back 'cuz I'm gonna kick your ass. You see, I was looking for a new cupcake recipe to try for the Sugar Baby's birthday. Last year I made Magnolia cupcakes and they were delicious, but a bit labor-intensive. So I scoured the Web and saw your recipe. My first thought was, "No way am I going to make a recipe from Amy Sedaris." But then I read some reviews that were generally positive (including one that said this was the ideal birthday cupcake), so I thought, what the hay!
If I had been looking to make vanilla-flavored cornbread, these would be ideal. A scone in a cupcake shape? These are them. But a true-blue, spongy light vanilla birthday cupcake this is not. So the night before the party, I was faced with the fact that I didn't have a single yummy cupcake for the Sugar Baby to enjoy on his second birthday. I obsessed all night and woke up at five a.m. This, Amy Sedaris, is what was wrought:
Yes indeedy, I whipped up a whole new batch of cupcakes-- chocolate, this time-- because I couldn't bear to subject my guests to the vanilla ones. (I did anyhow, because in the end, the chocolate ones weren't much better.)
But I learned my lesson. I'm now the laughingstock of the entire village. The legend of the rock cupcakes will travel far and wide, and I'll be the loser Mom who brings Munchkins to the first grade bake sale.
Have a great day!
Madame Yum Yum
(P.S. Fine. He liked them well enough. He ate three before any guests even got here. But still.)
Friday, May 09, 2008
Thursday, May 08, 2008
There are actually two ways that the mystery pops are made. The first is just as you described. The second is that as the dum dums come down the chutes to be packed in bags, there is one last person that sorts through them. If there happened to be some that have come unwrapped, they save them to be re-wrapped. In an effort to save time rather than sort them all out, they are all rewrapped as mystery flavor.
Aha! So how about that! Very cool. Thanks for the info, Thomas! And speaking of Dum Dums, I realized that my local liquor store has a big basket of them at the exit. I snagged a Pineapple Coconut one, hoping to save it for posterity, since that flavor is being discontinued. Unfortunately, the Sugar Baby fished it out of my bag and popped it in his mouth before I could get to him.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Its translucent color so alluring and taste and aroma so gentle and mellow offer admiring feelings of a graceful lady. Enjoy soft and juicy Kasugai Muscat Gummy.
Nice, right?! I cut open the package and reached in, expecting to feel a lump of gummy goodness. But oh no, these truly are special. Each gummy is individually wrapped in a little package that says, "Muscat Gummy. Super Juicy."
I wondered to myself, what would they be shaped like? Grapes? Or maybe just a simple shape like a circle or square? No, no! They're hearts, silly!
Now here's where I'd give my typical description of "Yummy!" (being the wordsmithy that I am) but let's go back to the description on the package.
Alluring translucent color? Check!
Gentle and mellow taste and aroma? Check!
Offering admiring feelings of a graceful lady? Hmmm. I'll get back to you on that one.
These are definitely juicy, though, and very grapey-- like real grape, not like artificial purple grape.
As for the Hello Kitty ones, these too were individually wrapped with fun little Kitty White illustrations and a picture of the fruit flavor that it is. These are hard candies, shaped like flowers. I just had a grapefruit one and it was fantastic. I must say, no one does fruit flavors like the Japanese.
She said, "It's like a thick coconut paste."
"Hmm," I said. "That sounds good."
"You know," she continued, "it's that mashed potato candy."
(Here's where we get the needle-scratching-the-record sound.)
Mashed potato candy??
Apparently this is a Maine tradition, to make these candies out of butter, sugar, vanilla, coconut and mashed potatoes. Who the heck thought of that idea? Of course I had to get one. Back at the ranch, we dissected it. My thoughts were that it tasted like a Mounds, only a little pastier. Liesl thought it was pretty good, and she doesn't usually like coconut.
There are tons of recipes all over the Internet if you get the hankerin' to make some Needhams for yourself.
Oh yeah, I also got a lemon chip which was a chocolate-covered honeycomb that varied between tasting lemony (yum) and cardboard (not so yum).
Sunday, May 04, 2008
I'm on Season 3 and the past two episodes have had major candy references. The first, "Band Candy," dealt with the fact that the candy the kids were selling was making all the adults in town act like wacky teenagers. Fun!
The second episode, "Lovers Walk," (which, by the way, was one of the best so far) had the most touching scene of Oz giving Willow a Pez witch as a present. I had that exact Pez witch, but it got discarded in the Big Purge '07. (Because, you know, the move was made ever so much easier because we didn't have to pack and carry a Pez!)
Friday, May 02, 2008
In an ill-fated decision, both the Baroness and Memaw decided to purchase packages of Twizzler Rainbow Twists. They sure do look purty in all their prismatic beauty. But taste, well now, that's a whole 'nother story.