I like the kitschy products that line the store shelves during Halloween. Ghostly soundtracks, severed limbs, ghoulish novelties. They all enhance the spirit of the season, yet they all pale in comparison with the shelves and shelves of Halloween candy. It's the only time of year when you can buy a five pound bag of miniature (fun sized) Blow Pops and Razzles. You can't do it in February and you definitely can't do it in June.
In all of my years on this planet, I have never once tried Fluffy Stuff. I can enjoy myself some cotton candy, but the thought of buying cotton candy in a bag has always put me off. It's just not the same if you can't watch the attendant turn a paper cone into a tasty treat. This stuff is in a bag and you don't get to see what it looks like before you buy it. I think there's a good reason to be suspicious.
But in the spirit of Halloween, I decided to give it a go:
It's Cotton Candy!
The stuff even tasted like sour apple. Actually, it's a bit strong. Actually, I found it to be downright overwhelming and I wet my pants a little the first time a tasted it. But the one beef I do have is that it's more like snow than spiderwebs.
I tried. I really did. I tried pulling it apart, but this stuff just didn't want to cooperate. It wanted to be snow. Forget the fact that it's white. But at the end of the day, I think that I will reserve my cotton intake to pink or blue and served by someone who is probably on work release. This is America and that's the way God intended it.
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