Bow Tie o’ the Day watched silently as I ate all the candy corn in the house this afternoon. I would normally be putting candy corn back on the grocery list. However, I recently wrote about needing to step up my game as far as eating better, and I want you to know I have done just that. I’ve got no ice cream stashed in the freezer, nor is there any Diet Coke in the fridge. I am not quitting my two fave food groups. I’m just not keeping a two-year supply in the house, which I can handily eat and drink in two weeks.
There are a lot of times o’ the year when you just have to splurge with a seasonal snack or twenty. ‘Tis the season for candy corn. It’s almost the law that you have to eat it at least once annually. And as tasty as I think it is, it’s something that I’m glad I consume only once a year. That’s part of what makes it so yummy: It’s here, then it’s gone. I grin when I see it show up in the grocery store. So far, I’ve bought only one bag, most of which I smuggled in to Mom when I visited her last. I ate the rest of the bag all by myself for today’s lunch. All gone. After Halloween, I will simply think fondly and longingly about my candy corn memories until next Fall.
