Candy is Dandy!

Believe it or not, today is National Candy Corn Day. Seriously.

They say that more than 9 billion of those tri-colored sugar bombs will be sold this year – which is more than 35 million pounds, or about what you’d gain if you tried to polish off that many candy corns. (Unless your heart explodes from all the sugar first.)

The Lovely Mrs. G and I had a wonderful conversation last night about the joys of candy corn. And no – it wasn’t just because we had nothing better to say to each other. We both agreed that candy corn is the best, under the following conditions: 1) It’s served up slightly stale (so that the sugar gets crunchy. Try it!), 2) It’s served up only in the fall, and 3) You brush your teeth immediately afterwards.

Candy corn is a good Halloween tradition, but my all-time favorite will forever be the Halloween Candy Smell. You know the one – that smell of the mix of different candies, gum, licorice, and other assorted good-tasting-but-bad-for-you stuff, all conveniently sitting in a plastic orange pumpkin. Ahhh – there’s nothing else quite like it.

I miss having an opportunity to enjoy that candy smell. If there was a way I could go Trick-Or-Treating and score some good candy mix, I’d probably do it, just for the aroma. You can’t get it by buying a bag of Fun Size Snickers or even a bag of candy corn – it’s got to be that melded conglomeration of different Halloween candies.

It’s a shame that they can’t bottle that smell.

So Happy Halloween, kiddies. Look both ways before crossing the street, don’t buy any Earl Maimway costumes (“not for blind kids”), and please – send me some candy corn, will you?

I won’t even make you smell my feet.