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It began two weeks ago, and it is only getting worse. Up and down these office halls I walk, and everywhere I turn, on every table in the break area, and nearly every door I pass, therein lies a bowl of sadistic sugary seduction. Oh, what foul season this is! … that breaks even the most conscientious of calorie counters. One piece, so small, barely registers on MyFitnessPal, surely can’t hurt – and then one piece becomes another becomes another – those sinister sellers of sweets, foiled again!
Little tiny packages of Snickers, Milky Way, Hershey’s bars (Hershey’s Dark, if you please), Peanut M&Ms, Twix, Butterfinger, Reese’s Cups, and my personal kryptonite – the Kit Kat bar. All are conspiring against me, even the unnamed malted milk balls that are wrapped like little eyeballs – in keeping with the season of course.
Less common than these ubiquitous name-brand offerings are those other pieces of confectionery that filled the buckets of my youth:
Not to mention whatever the heck these things actually are:
So think back, what candy found its way into your Halloween bucket or pillowcase? What did you love, what did you hate? How many razor blades did your parents ever actually find in your stash, as they plundered your wares in the name of “safety”? Did you ever have to share your candy with younger siblings (and did you steal it back when your parents weren’t looking)?
It’s the season … whatcha got?Published in