I love candy corn. Really, I do. It’s one of those foods that I can eat, once a year, until it makes me queasy — and enjoy every sweet, starchy niblet.
Katherine brought home a Thanksgiving recipe for “Squanto Snacks” — crushed Oreos (dirt) in a clear plastic cup, with two Goldfish (fish) and three Candy Corn (corn kernals) planted in it. Which meant the triple threat of Oreos, Goldfish, and Candy Corn making their way into the house.
*sigh*
Good thing I have worked to do in the yard this weekend.
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An interesting comment since Mark Evannier just recently reiterated on his blog that no one likes candy corn (sonething that I have always liked). Taste is so subjective!
Candy corn’s biggest problem is that, exposed to air, it slowly hardens. It’s easy to get old, crunchy or overly-chewy candy corn, especially this time of year (or when folks drag out last year’s batch).
But, yes, taste is very subjective …
Oh great now I have Noggin’s “I don’t like candy corn” song stuck in my head.
I llike “Indian Corn” that has the brown where the white is. Logically I know it’s probably exactly the same product but for some reason it tastes better to me.
Candy corn is one of my favorites. I like both the “original” and the “Indian” corn with the chocolate bottom part!
Choclate candy corn! An abonmination! Begone!
I will eat both kinds gladly 🙂
It is a good thing that it is only availible once a year.
Amen to that, brother. Ditto the presence of candy bars in the house.