When I was little-little Kid, I went to the local movie theater with my older sister. Mom gave us money for candy and drinks. My sister was a snow-caps kid, I was a caramel cream kid. That was my go-to candy at the theater, even into my teen years. Then I gave up candy in exchange for a two piece bathing suit.
Many years and bathing suits later, I found myself standing in line at a Walgreen’s. There, on a display table filled with old time movie candy, I spotted a box of caramel creams. I picked up one box, then another, and then another. (I felt like I was gold panning at Fort Knox!) The kid at the checkout cracked a smile (probably thinking, “hey…guess you’re not interested in getting into your bathing suits this summer…huh”). No matter, I was about to experience the candy of the gods, heading into the promised land, and not sharing.
I ate those caramels…. all three boxes. And, without shame. Of couse….it’s only March. I’m sure come April or May, I will be angry at myself for bingeing on caramels. (Laughing) Not really.
The Libertytowner 