To candy corn.
For real. Today I finally realized it's candy corn season. Once I started thinking about it, I couldn't stop! I love those little orange yellow and white triangles of sugar and vanilla flavoring with all my heart. I can't remember the first time I had them, but I do remember the first time I realized how I like to eat them.
I was probably about eight and I was watching "Golden Girls" with my grandma. On a side note, I'm truly amazed when I watch that show now (you know you love it too and you know "Thank you for being a friend..." is running through your head right now. You're welcome.) that my grandmother, a fairly conservative woman, allowed me to watch that. There's some pretty risque things going on! My goodness. And can we all agree right now that Betty White is still one of the most awesome women on TV? Yes. Yes we can. So yeah, watching dirty old women on TV and I had my epiphany. White first. Then orange. Then yellow. This is the only proper way to savor candy corn.
Yes. Savor. It is that yum.
Candy corn is decidedly un-Paleo. If it weren't candy and was just corn, it's still not on the list of ok to eat. It is nothing but sugar, milk, sugar, sugar, vanilla flavoring, sugar, food coloring. I know because I looked up how to make it today and it's made with all kinds of different names for sugar. I'm sure the commercial brands have an emulsifier and wax in there for good measure. Who doesn't want to eat wax? Silly people, that's who.
Whatever. I don't care.
I'm getting a gluten free bag o' sugar and food coloring deliciousness. I'm getting it tomorrow after work. Gluten free because come on, I'm not that foolish... I'm gluten intolerant for goodness sake!
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