Flicks!
Every kid has their favorite candy moment. For some, it’s that ethereally wonderful smell of a whole bag of assorted Halloween candy. (To this day, I still love that scent.)
For others, it’s a semi-nauseating memory of a lesson learned the hard way (i.e. – it’s not a good idea to eat an entire package of Red Vines during a 300-mile car ride).
But for me, my favorite childhood candy moment involved oversized chocolate drops served up in a foil-covered cardboard tube.
Do you remember...Flicks?
http://www.flickscandy.com/
For those of you who’ve never experienced the splendor that is Flicks, they’re fantastically great little chocolate candies that come in a tube. And when I was in 4th grade, they were THE BEST THING you could possibly come home with.
My sister and I were convinced that Flicks were the greatest thing on Earth, and we went to great efforts to score them as often as possible. The best trick was to be sure to answer the phone when our Dad would call and ask if Mom needed anything on the way home from work. Mom would say “no”, and so we’d naturally tell Dad that “Mom said you should bring home some Flicks.” Sure, it was technically a little white lie, but if it got us candy, can it really be a sin?
Flicks were a definite status symbol of the under 12-year-old set in Seattle in the mid-70’s. Kids at school were always jealous of anyone who was lucky enough to score a tube. We used to save the empty tubes and leave them in our desk, in the hope it’d impress the other kids. (It's like owning a big house with no furniture. From the outside, it looks like you're loaded, but inside, all that's left is a faint chocolate scent.)
And possession of Flicks were an instant ticket to the A list: There was one kid who somehow talked his Mom into bringing enough tubes of Flicks for everyone for his birthday – that shot his popularity up to all new levels, unmatched until Bruce got interviewed on the J.P. Patches show and became a quasi-celebrity.
But there was only one possible “problem” with Flicks: Because they are individual chocolates, it was absolutely necessary to keep them on the low-down; otherwise you’d find 20 little hands held out in front of you, waiting for you to share the wealth. It wasn’t like having a Snickers bar, where you’d have a good reason not to let your slobbery next door neighbor have a bite off your candy bar – nope, Flicks were made for sharing, and it was hard to deny passing some out when they were so obviously made for passing out.
Still, if you were out, and your best buddy just happened to have a new tube, it wasn’t such a bad thing to be on the receiving end. So I suppose it just depends on which side of the Flicks tube you found yourself on.
So while it’s not my usual style to plug products on this site (Other than Disneyland, of course), I’m now on the hunt to find me some Flicks. I haven’t had any in close to 25 years, but I’m sure that once I find some I’ll have an instant transformation back to age 9.
I’ll just have to be sure to hoard them this time...
For others, it’s a semi-nauseating memory of a lesson learned the hard way (i.e. – it’s not a good idea to eat an entire package of Red Vines during a 300-mile car ride).
But for me, my favorite childhood candy moment involved oversized chocolate drops served up in a foil-covered cardboard tube.
Do you remember...Flicks?
http://www.flickscandy.com/
For those of you who’ve never experienced the splendor that is Flicks, they’re fantastically great little chocolate candies that come in a tube. And when I was in 4th grade, they were THE BEST THING you could possibly come home with.
My sister and I were convinced that Flicks were the greatest thing on Earth, and we went to great efforts to score them as often as possible. The best trick was to be sure to answer the phone when our Dad would call and ask if Mom needed anything on the way home from work. Mom would say “no”, and so we’d naturally tell Dad that “Mom said you should bring home some Flicks.” Sure, it was technically a little white lie, but if it got us candy, can it really be a sin?
Flicks were a definite status symbol of the under 12-year-old set in Seattle in the mid-70’s. Kids at school were always jealous of anyone who was lucky enough to score a tube. We used to save the empty tubes and leave them in our desk, in the hope it’d impress the other kids. (It's like owning a big house with no furniture. From the outside, it looks like you're loaded, but inside, all that's left is a faint chocolate scent.)
And possession of Flicks were an instant ticket to the A list: There was one kid who somehow talked his Mom into bringing enough tubes of Flicks for everyone for his birthday – that shot his popularity up to all new levels, unmatched until Bruce got interviewed on the J.P. Patches show and became a quasi-celebrity.
But there was only one possible “problem” with Flicks: Because they are individual chocolates, it was absolutely necessary to keep them on the low-down; otherwise you’d find 20 little hands held out in front of you, waiting for you to share the wealth. It wasn’t like having a Snickers bar, where you’d have a good reason not to let your slobbery next door neighbor have a bite off your candy bar – nope, Flicks were made for sharing, and it was hard to deny passing some out when they were so obviously made for passing out.
Still, if you were out, and your best buddy just happened to have a new tube, it wasn’t such a bad thing to be on the receiving end. So I suppose it just depends on which side of the Flicks tube you found yourself on.
So while it’s not my usual style to plug products on this site (Other than Disneyland, of course), I’m now on the hunt to find me some Flicks. I haven’t had any in close to 25 years, but I’m sure that once I find some I’ll have an instant transformation back to age 9.
I’ll just have to be sure to hoard them this time...
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