We found some Thrills gum, Lik-m-ade, and other junk at a candy store downtown. (Granville and Robson I think) last summer. I remembered that I saw the Thrills gum in the late 90’s and ithad put “the gum that tastes like soap” on the packaging. This summer the packaging read “the gum that Still tatstes like soap!”
Does anyone remember those blocks of chocolate and nuts called Cuban Lunch?
And ETA: I like Eat Mores.
And now I know…THE REST OF THE STORY. Thanks for the explanation!
(I was joking about the floor sweepings, of course.)
I read hogarth’s reply before this post.
I was wondering if you were employed in Smiths Falls.
Damned shame they closed that place down.
A la Willy Wonka, I wonder how many kids who acted up on factory tours ended up being made in to Eat More bars?
By the way, here’s a post from last year where I realised that Eat-More candy bars must be made out of misshapen Cherry Blossoms. Nice to know that my hunch was correct.
Impressive. 
I used to love Cuban Lunches. My other all time fave was Nielson’s Cinnamon Danish. I really wish they could bring that back.
Not quite chocalate , but when I was in Wpg at The Forks they had a container full of Mojos! I was 8 all over again. Too bad they weren’t 3 for a penny still .Man, I’m starting to feel old. no Mojos, no pennies…
Found this…Linky
As I say, there were several recipes.
Mmm, soap gum - you know you’re Canadian when you reminisce fondly about the soap gum of your childhood.
I loved chicken bones until I developed an aversion to peanut butter. My great grandmother always kept her candy dish full of that, bridge mix, or at Christmas time, ribbon candy.
Mojos were some kind of crack my grade school teachers would use to get students to do their bidding. In Longlac ON the teachers would give us a nickle or so to go get their mail from the post office during recess. A nickle worth of mojos among three friends was riches.
Can you imagine what would happen if a teacher sent a child off school grounds on a personal errand during recess these days? Crossing a major street, (ok, major for a town of 1500 ) and also paying them? And would you want a 10 year old responsible for your mail, giving them the key for your mailbox?
My electricity teacher in high school let me use his car to get him stuff at Canadian Tire occasionally: during class time!
Holy law suit Batman!
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I don’t recall Mojos. My candy fix years were 1970s. Was I too early? Late?
I think you were just out of luck - my candy fix years* were also the 70’s, and I remember them quite well.
*We’ll pretend that I outgrew my intense love of sugar. 
I guess Greer’s Variety didn’t didn’t stock them. 
My grandmother worked at the Ganong factory dipping chocolates in the Great Depression.
That sounds like something Grandpa Simpson would say.
What, as mentioned up thread no love for Lik-m-aid aka Fun Dip? Mmmm Sugar as a sugar delivery vehicle. What could possibly go wrong with feeding kids that?
Once in a blue moon I buy myself some candy, usually this.
I swear I have a box of Nerds kicking around from my last excursion to the fancy candy store. That was awhile ago..