Two and a half years ago, I recieved a gift of a very nice gift box containing a lot of chewy-type candies: Tootsie Rolls, gummi candies, those caramellish candies with the weird milkyish stuff in the middle, and so on. I had a little bit, and then I tied it up in a plastic bag to protect it from crawlies (all the candies were individually sealed anyway).
Just now I got a little craving for some sugar, but nothing’s in the house. Wait!, I remembered! I still have that two-and-a-half-year-old box of candy in my desk drawer! So I went and opened it up, and it looked the same as it ever did. I timidly opened up a “lemon-flavored” tootsie roll (?!) and bit down. A little stiff, but good as any. Plus, this is some vintage shit! This is the thousand-year-old-egg of the candy world! I ate a few more pieces and sealed it up meticulously again, possibly to be opened again in another few years. I’m hoping to save most of it as a family heirloom.
