Candy corn addict checking in here. Every fall I have to have at least a few bags of these wonderful confectionary creations. I also love eating those carmel cubes for making carmeled apples. Every year around this time those little wrappers are scattered all over my house.
And let’s not even get started on Sweet Tarts and Spree candies. Those are another addiction altogether.
They put this stuff out early because they know we’ll buy tons of it before Halloween finally arrives.
Ah yes, but have you tried the Chewy Spree? I can’t eat them anymore - my stomach hurt so bad the last time I bought them because I had far too many at one sitting. I no longer allow myself to purchase them. Ever.
$100,000 and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups are my husband’s downfall. (I eat all the Sweet Tarts.) Last year, he had me run out to get three more bags of candy for the trick or treaters, claiming that they had cleaned us out of the little $100K bars and Peanut Butter Cups. Well, he didn’t pass them to anyone - he hid them so he would have his own personal stash. I’ve been finding them hidden in the strangest places for about the past year; in my buffet amongst the tablecloths, in my china cabinet (in the covered gravy boat), heck, I found some in the bread maker. He cracks me up sometimes.
I have a rule for myself. No candy corn until October. Period. It is very hard to resist, but I must, because as much as I enjoy it I can’t eat more than a bag or so a year or I overload on corny sweet goodness.
And I eat them in colors, too. I like when they have big white tips. The tips are the best part, for some reason.
Candy Corn.
I can hear it calling me… After Halloween last year, a local place had the BIG bags on sale… for a $1.
Do you know how hard it was for me to not buy every single bag they had? (I got only 5.) whimper
Trick is, I don’t like them when they’re stale. And, I hate the kind that is all shiny looking: they taste like plastic. ICK.
So that meant eating all five bags in… er… I think it took me a week. :eek:
This year I will hold to my resolve and only buy a small bag. Really. 
<< Time for plan B. >>
[Weezie]
LOO~OOOOVE IT!
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Can’t stay away from them, myself. OK, now I’m going to drop the bomb on all you addicts…
If you mix candy corn and salted peanuts, you get a highly addictive trail mix from hell…
That’s it. I’m going to the party store today!! I, too, am a Halloween fanatic and I must stock up. My house will be decorated Halloweeny by the end of the week.
Candy corn rocks my world.
Striped? Is candy corn not what I have always believed it to be?
I always assumed candy corn was pop-corn that is like … uhh… glazed for want of a better word. It has a light sugar icing, you can get it in pink and blue and stuff here, mixed (whole) colours in a bag. You can also get toffee-popcorn which is the same thing but with a toffee flavoured glazing. This talk of stripes etc makes me think it might not be the same thing?
Iteki, that’s different over here. I can’t think of what it’s called (I know one brand name is Crunch N Munch), but Candy Corn is…well, here ya go.
I love candy corn too - especially the “harvest mix” kind with pumpkins AND chocolate candy corn. Havent bought any yet this season, but only because I’m trying not to eat junk food so much anymore (I’ve lost ~30 pounds in the last few months; yay!).
I’m sure I will succumb to the temptation at least once this fall.
…AND next Spring. Did you know they also make pastel candy corn for EASTER now? I had some last spring. Yummm.
You got to love the candy corn, and I always take the first two and jam them on incisors and make fangs out them.
Good times.
Bottlecaps…nuff said.
YOU ALL NEED TO STOP!!! I’m DYING here! Stop naming the demons, you give them power! Damn it all to hell, now I have to eat some of those candy corn-like pumpkins! And those seductive sweet-tarts. GOD DAMN IT!!! I am weak… (wails in despair).
Oh, Halloween, I beg of you… stop tempting me with all your forms of sugar spun sin!!
Don’t the manufacturers KNOW what they’re doing to me!!?? OMFG, I need some bug spray (killing spree)!
(hears the whispers start up again… nonononononooNOOOO!)
Just gonna get in my car now and get some gas… yeah, that’s it. Car’s almost empty, yeah… needs gas (shuts door firmly with a jangle of keys and locks herself in FAST! A quick, furtive glance in both directions confirms no one the wiser for her true mission.)
“Gas is good for cars”, she mumbles to herself, as she turns the key and revs her engine. “Gas makes cars go… yeah, it’s not MY fault the gas station sells candy, no, not my fault at all.”
Bastards. Now instead of spending a lazy night sitting around, I have to go get up and get to the grocery store…
must… have.
I can’t stand candy corn. My grandfather’s wife always used to have those at her house…all year round and they just never were my favorite candy.
Trust me though, lots of other candies get to share that honor.
Smarties…whoever invented those little things owes me 3 lbs of dieting for my thighs…
About the color thing:
I also eat Smarties and M & M’s according to color… I’m sad, very sad.
For M & M’s it’s the dark brown, then light brown, then orange, green, yellow, blue, red, etc…basically, in the reverse order that I like the colors. No, not the flavor (though do I just imagine that the orange ones have an orange flavor???), just the color.
I think I need to see a therapist.
Ok, now I really need a pack of Sixlets…
~J
(drives down to the corner convenience store…heh convenient… and turns in to the welcome glow of fluorescent lighting. Creeping past the gas pumps, she parks dangerously close to the friendly, all-too-easily-opened doors. Quickly, with the graceful stealth of a hungry vampire, she enters… the whispers of evil, packaged sugar yummies gaining volume and strength until she is shuddering! OH GOD!)
OK… I’m full of drama. I think I’ve seen too many movies for own my good and eaten too many of those lil’ monsters for my own good. I didn’t really drive to the gas station, I swear I didn’t.
This time of year is just evil, evil most delicious, and I will try to contain the wicked sweet tooth lest I splurge and gain!
Oh, how I’ve splurged! Oh, how I’ve gained (not really but it feels like I gain a pound for every candy corn I munch, is it the guilt, ya think?).
me: Oh woe… alas! Evil, thy name is candy corn.
the candy corn: Oh, shut up and eat me.
me: But… but… you’ll make me sick.
the candy corn: Lies! All lies!
me: No… you lie.
the candy corn: I wouldn’t lie.
me: I DO get sick though, honest.
the candy corn: You just think you get sick. Come on and chomp away! You want me… you waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant meeeeeeeeeeee. (evil chortling)
me: Oh, knave of sweets! Thou art to me a delicious torment!!
so on and so forth…