N'ECHOES FROM THE PAST

 

Linking to PINK SATURDAY over at Beverly’s house.

 

 

 

 

Jellybeans in two shades of my favourite colour---PINK!

 

We found a whole treasure-trove of memories in the candy aisle of  Fresh Market last weekend:  

 

 

Bit O Honey—little planks of candy which, if you stuck them in your mouth like a stick of gum, might separate into two distinct layers, with a little slick of honey between.   Or they might get stubborn, get a vise grip on your top AND bottom molars, and have to be coaxed with tongue and fingers to let go before you lost a tooth.

The brown-striped ones to the left are the “Peanut Logs” with a tiny strip of peanut butter encased in the most ethereal pearly sugar shell.   Placing one in your mouth and crunching it whole was the only way to keep from scattering all those shattery, thinner-than-paper layers of candy down your front. 

 

The beautifully-formed “RAZZberries” of my childhood.   They’re a wonderfully satisfying crunch of burnt sugar, and then the richness of a fat peanut.   I found them wonders, as well, because I could never figure how they made such perfect little berries, with each shining bead formed true around the nut.

 

 

  

Assorted goodies from the scoop-jar---Aunt Lou offered a two-cent scoop, or a nickel scoop---wielding junior and baby versions of the great big ole silvery ones in the barrel-halves of dry beans.

 

 

   

 

 

The Smartie rolls which started the whole reminiscing thing, though I never ate them---they just now reminded me of Neccos, like dusty rolls of nickels in several tanny pastels, all with an intrusive overlay of licorice from the few powdery black ones in the stack.

   Slo-Pokes which would also perform all sorts of dental mischief, and Now and Laters, which I never understood the name of, except that they were what we called "pocket candy," which you never ate all at once, but carried around til it was all gone, or Miss Reed confiscated it during Spelling.

 

 

It was a rare and loyal friend who would open the Mallo-Cup paper and hand over the spare.  

 

 

I didn’t even notice the BAZOOKA packs---I wish I’d bought one just to hold it to my face and inhale that unmistakable scent of childhood:  Bubblegum.

 

Various colors of taffy---close, but still without the charm and homemade touch of the Good Stuff made by The Misses Milam.

 

Licorice in its usual “whips” and some swirly springs.

 

 

And in pale pastel pastilles.

 

Buttons and Bottles and Stageplanks, Oh, My.

 

 More pocket candy.

 

 

 

Closing with the true color of the season:  tangy-sweet Orange Slices---the crown to which all gumdrops aspire.

 

Any sweet memories YOU'D like to share?