Gem of The Ocean: Gee, my favorite candy too.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Gee, my favorite candy too.

how did "they" guess?!

Reeses Peanut Butter Cups

Very popular, one of you is not enough.
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What Kind of Candy Are You?

Grabbed this one from catholicfire.

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11 comments:

swissmiss said...: I got Reese's too. Then I changed one of my answers and got gummy bears - yetch. But, my son loves gummy bears, so I guess that fits.

My actualy favorite candy is Baby Ruth, but then they went and changed the recipe a few years ago and they haven't been the same since. M&M's are a close second.; October 16, 2007 at 2:05 AM
gemoftheocean said...: Yup, I love M&Ms too. Lately I've been addicted to the Reese's Pieces. They've been stocking them in the machine at work. [Stop me before I break the machine with the fire axe and grab them all.; October 16, 2007 at 7:02 AM
On the side of the angels said...: Sorry , but re: those peanut cups -they taste like they've already been eaten...
I was in the tiny hershey corner store in NYC and thought it would be a great place to buy family gifts ; luckily they had trays of samples - your candy tastes like sugary earwax !
Few things about american food upset me more - well apart from the sweetness of your bread - having to travel 100 miles to get a decent crusty loaf from pittburgh was a bit much - soft cookies !??? yuk ! Cheese where the plastic wrapper has more flavour ! Battered and bruised [expensive!] fruit and veg that the average british shop would throw in the compactor as waste ; meat so full of hormones it glows in the dark and then it's burnt to a crisp and smothered in foul smelling and worse tasting orange or green slime - the orange has to be eaten from asbestos bowls quickly before it dissolves the spoon and the green looks like yak phlegm and tastes like worm medicine....
What's worse ? No Marmite, no jaffa cakes and no smokey bacon crisps.
I lived on mint oreos [only available from a store 70 miles away] macdonalds, freshly hunted venison and coffee for five months.
And yet every second person was 300 pounds and on Atkins ?
HOW???
I know you live on the west coast and the food is great on either coast - but in the middle ? How do they survive?; October 16, 2007 at 6:07 PM
swissmiss said...: OTSOTA:
In the middle of the country we do manage to eat. Think John the Baptist, locusts and honey.

Actually, it's a Lutheran type thing called hot dish, which our cultured friends on the coasts call casserole. Beer and pizza. Come to the Midwest for some real cheese and dairy products, not the fake stuff you get elsewhere. We're not called America's breadbasket (and Heartland) fer nuthin'

Oh, and we're also called flyover country, which helps to keep the riff raff out.; October 16, 2007 at 8:12 PM
swissmiss said...: Oh, and I forgot to mention that those peanut butter cups are what my nephews, who live in Switzerland where chocolate rules, crave!!; October 16, 2007 at 8:13 PM
gemoftheocean said...: OTSOTA - I think they survive on freshly slaughtered cattle right off the hoof. Can't say I'm a fan at all of sliced bread meant for school kid's sandwiches. It's just a holder for what's in there. Ditto Kraft sliced cheese. Where in the hell did you get fruit like that? Let me know so I can have someone drop something atomic on it. Wait...did you say "Marmite?" Giggles. You almost had me there. Marmite isn't food. I once suggested an admixture of bird crap and marmite as a possible solution for EMI (electromagnetic interference) Bonding problems. Smear that all over your surfaces and no radar on earth would pick up a big B1 bomber or cruise missile or battleship coming at them. The engineer in question paused for a second and then said it would probably work, but we wouldn't be able to charge the government enough for it. Are you guys still trying to boil steaks? ;-D Loved the toffees though.; October 16, 2007 at 8:21 PM
gemoftheocean said...: Swiss, whatever did Paul mean about burning the meat to a crisp? Granted there's always that maiden aunt that wants her BBQ'd hamburger incinerated, but apart from her I don't know anyone who wants their meat well done. Green and orange goo? What can he mean? I wonder how the lutefisk [sp?] would go over....; October 16, 2007 at 8:26 PM
swissmiss said...: Dr. Seuss was referring to lutefish/lutefisk when he wrote Green Eggs and Ham.

Funny that an Englishman would criticize American food. We were taught that it was the real reason the Pilgrims came to America.; October 17, 2007 at 3:41 AM
gemoftheocean said...: I can vouch that they do superb teas and the toffees are unparalleled. And the traditional roast beef and yorkshire pudding is fantabulous... but normally I wouldn't trust them near a different cut of meat! The traditional fish is great....but other than that Mrs. Lincoln....; October 17, 2007 at 5:24 AM
swissmiss said...: We were in England/Scotland/Wales over Thanksgiving a few years ago. Went into a grocery store to buy some things and saw these HUGE jars of mincemeat pie filling with various liquers in them. A jar that is smaller in size in the US would've cost several times as much. So, being the bargain hunter that I am, I bought two jars to lug home with me. The cashier thought I was crazy and made some comment about how the filling is so easy to make, why would you want to buy it. Now, I'm a farmer's grand-daughter and typically make most things from scratch (unlike most of hubby's family who buy all the fixin's for Thanksgiving from the gas station) but I don't drink much (which may be part of the problem), so don't typically have any liquer to put in things, so it is easier and cheaper to just buy the stuff. I don't really like alcohol in things, but these pies were glorious. I also brought home a Christmas pudding that was wonderful.

Typically, the times we have been in England my husband loves to eat Indian food (he's spent a great deal of time in England for work) since you can get great Indian food and I love the fish and chips. Outside of that, you're in unchartered territory.

BTW: I'm one of those that like my meat burned. On our honeymoon, ages ago, we went on a cruise. One night at dinner they had a choice between lobster and prime rib. I didn't care for lobster at the time, so I ordered the prime rib. When the waiter asked how I would like it cooked, I said well-done. He looked at me and gasped! Given a choice, I would've preferred a burger burned to the crisp over prime rib and lobster. Today I would've chosen the lobster, hands down.

I think Paul needs to do his shopping at some place other than Super America.; October 17, 2007 at 12:59 PM
gemoftheocean said...: Agree. [For whatever reason I can't stand Indian food, particularly curries. I don't know what in the hell the Brits wanted with India for.
Religions odd enough to give Satan a head scratch, a hell-hole of a social system, dodgy plumbing and enough creepy stuff to create cities full of haunted mansions. No wonder St. Thomas didn't get very far with them. He must have drawn the short straw. Probably out for a beer when the rest of the Apostles were drawing lots. "hey, guess what, Tom, you got stuck with India!" That or he and Nathaniel were both out for a beer and they had to play "Rock, scissors, paper" and Tom STILL lost.

If you go to France, don't order steak tartar. ;-D

And whomever said money could buy happiness, obviously didn't know where to shop. If not happiness, you can buy a darn good imitation of it.

Karen; October 17, 2007 at 5:15 PM