Monday, January 09, 2012

Heavy Hearts

Sweetarts Hearts Gummies smell as good in the package as Junior Mints do in the box,
but the tangy aroma permeates the plastic bag and stays longer than stink on a dog (in a good way). (If there is a good way for stink to stay on a dog.)
What struck me about the weighty gummies was how well they kept on a road trip and how, when trying to chew the formidable pieces, they could change into any flavor your, wait for it, heart desires.
I guess they're tart pink and purple flavor. I pretended the purple was sugar plumb.
Didn't care for them at first, and found the  hearts too heavy—haand bland, but you only need a few to satisfy a sugar cravingsome of you—and they do not go stale easily, if at all, no matter how long you leave them forgotten in a bag somewhere after a photo shoot.
It surprised me when I started to think how good one would taste if only I could remember where I left them. The substantial pieces blend tart and sweet in an underwhelming, subtle way, seem indestructible, and present a pretty, fragrant gummi bouquet.


  1. I have to say that I love all the photos you post! Miss you, lady! We need a catch up session! Is Jimbo still blogging? He's been quiet lately.

  2. Hey, Lady C.! I miss you too. It's been a little too much with the all the blue hair drama, but finally getting back on track with the Curtain which is a Blogger site now. Word Press has its advantages, but soooverymuch spam and too finicky.
    I think James stopped blogging some time ago.
    Will come to you now.


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