hubba hubbaduh dubbaduh
Tastes like pink.
French teacher.
So ssssleepy.
hubba hubbaduh dubbaduh
Tastes like pink.
French teacher.
So ssssleepy.
I am appalled that I, a loyal member of the League of
Lesbians was thinking the neck of my french teacher, not the pink. I should probably send back the membership card.
Mr B. FTR, Your cherry flavours are generally recieved with a “oooh yuck, that tastes like medicine” and your hot cinnamon products are often described as eating linament.
The grocery store where I picked up the new Five Flavors roll also had Wild Cherry, Butter Rum, Tropical Fruits and Wild Berries.
<grin> I grew up on German lozenges and bon bons and was consequently reviled on the school bus. I think American banana taffy tastes just like a chemistry experiment from my pre-med days.
Bah!
Everyone stateside knows that a proper wild cherry flavoring relies upon the secret ingredient of recycled nuclear waste. “Medicine” taste, indeed!
[Homer]
Mmmmm … linament!
[/Homer]
Thylacine, I’m not sure if I should thank you, or run away into the woods screaming.
Folks, the pink musk ones taste just like this shit smells.
mmmmm…forbidden trashy candy…
Reminds me of my dry-docking days.
Raspberry…there’s only one person who would dare give me the raspberry…
And on a completely unrelated note, how is butterscotch more politically correct that butterrum? Seriously.
Blasphemy! Watermelon Jolly Ranchers are about as close to Heaven as this poor flawed Earth has thus far been able to produce.
In the spirit of this thread I cracked open the yankee candy collection and I am eating wild cherry nerds right now and I know they make me think of cough mixture and the polio syrup we had on little white plastic spoons in primary school. Mmmmmmmmm polio syrup flavoured lollies. The watermelon side is just weird.
Anyone got a musk stick to erase the flavours?
Who do you think you’re kidding? Banana taffy is a chemistry experiment*!
I suspect that you are not alone in that opinion, and that a significant number of potential Life-Savers purchasers have made the choice to go to Jolly Rancher for their watermelon-flavored candy needs. I also suspect that this trend was noticed by the marketing folks at Pillsbury (or whatever multinational conglomerate presently owns the Life-Savers brand), and their efforts to recapture market share have cost us the late lamented Lime Life-Saver. Stupid marketing people don’t seem to understand that mankind NEEDS some things to continue to exist, even if they aren’t “pulling their weght,” as measured in dynamic synergy units (whatever they are).
On a note more related to the quasi-hijack about musk-flavoured Life-Savers, and German lozenges and bon-bons, this seems a good place to bring up the question of what happened to the flavor of Fisherman’s Friends.
I first learned of the existence of this product while reading a British murder mystery (briefly, the detective’s sidekick was offered one by a kindly soul, to treat his cough, developed a taste for them, and spent most of the rest of the book cadging them off the original kindly soul, and whoever else he could find that looked like they might have a pack). Shortly thereafter, I encountered the actual item myself, courtesy of an acquaintance who regularly traveled to exotic locales (such as Greece), and shopped in equally exotic shops (such as Trader Joe’s). Like the PC in the story, I quickly developed a taste for Fisherman’s Friends, and looked for them everywhere I went. I liked everything about them; their sturdy paper pouch, their powdery coating, and their piquant flavor and texture, reminiscent of anise, menthol, and stale, brittle cardboard (but thick cardboard, far too thick to simply snap in half by pressing one against my palate with the tip of my tongue) all at once.
I did manage to score a few packets here and there, but Fisherman’s Friends dropped off my personal radar screen after (it seems) less than a year, and remained there for (again, what seems to me to be) two or three years. Well, one day when I wandered into a Tader Joe’s to pick up a bottle of Chenin Blanc (a bit before Two-Buck Chuck became available, but in the same general price range), I saw Fisherman’s Friends for sale at the counter. I immediately snapped a pack up, found my wine, made my purchases, and opened the pack, practically drooling in anticipation of the cough-medicinalicious treat in store for my mouth. What a surpise. Not the same color (greyish-brown was what I was after; brownish-yellow was staring me in the face), no powder coating, no cardboard texture, even the flavor ahd been changed to something more like a Smith Brother’s cough drop.
So British Dopers: has the same transformation come over Fisherman’s Friends on your side of the pond, or is it just some American confectioner buying American rights to the name and ignoring the actual recipe and method for making the damnable things? Or did I just get defective ones in the first place, causing me to develop fond reminiscences for something that actually was stale candy?
[raises hand]
Ooh! Ooh! I know this one.
Strawberry flavor = ethyl cinnamate
Banana flavor = isoamyl acetate
IIRC, ethyl acetate is an industrial solvent and isoamyl alcohol (which is needed to make the acetate) is fusel oil.
But not in Tennessee. 
Yeah, Andros, and that’s me. PBBBBBBBTH!
Here’s a flavor to be lamented. Screw lime, why did they ditch grape for BLACKBERRY? Ew!
Lime rules!–it’s pineapple that sucks.
Well, as far as I know, they haven’t made grape LifeSavers since the '70s. Dunno why not; it seems like an obvious winner.
I can’t remember the last time I saw Neccos, period…but they were never a favorite of mine, so I could just be overlooking them. I checked for them at the local Walgreens yesterday; no luck.
The weird thing about Neccos is that I was never sure what flavor the different colors were supposed to be.
I can understand tossing one of the classic five flavors for some change, but losing three of them? And getting blackberry in the mix? 
Feh. Might have to switch to an all-cherry roll…
Powdery flour flavor, near as I can guess.