Regarding Cecil’s column about Circus Peanuts and the enjoyment thereof …
I noticed a couple references to “grandma”, and that made me think of one possible reason why some of us honestly enjoy Circus Peanuts. I’d be willing to bet that most of us got our first taste of this fine candy as a child at Grandma’s house. I certainly did. Assuming that visiting Grandma was typically a pleasant treat (for me, it was always a treat when, several times a year, the family would pile into the car for the 90-minute drive up Interstate 5 to visit Grandma and Grandpa).
Probably the first item on the official list of Grandparent Responsibilities is “Spoil the grandkids”. Buying candy is one of the chief methods of said spoiling, and what with fixed incomes and all it shouldn’t be surprising that Grandma would go for the inexpensive candies. After all, to a young kid candy is candy — no need to splurge on the highbrow stuff. As a result, as a child I could always count on finding a selection of inexpensive candies at Grandma’s house, Circus Peanuts chief among them (although those thick, pink, round mints — similar in texture and diameter to Neccos, but maybe four times as thick — were also common and popular).
And so it is not unreasonable to hypothesize that much of the enjoyment of Circus Peanuts comes from their pleasant association with childhood visits to Grandma’s house.