Candy! Candy! Candy!

Yes. It's that time of year. Time for all good parents to buy kilotons of candy to hand out the neighborhood chillins. That is, after they hold back their person favorite candies in a secret place guarded by better security than Fort Knox. Nothing warms the heart like hearing kids whine about there being no Reese's cups in the cauldron of snacks I'm handing out!

I, like most people, buy those enormous bags of mixed chocolate candies at the local club warehouse. [insert Sam's Club joke here] All my friends know I have a special place in my heart for Sam's Club.

Unfortunately, those mixes always have one or two good things and the rest are marginal. The marginal stuff comes into play only when all the good stuff is gone. Suddenly marginal doesn't look so bad when the chocolate buzz starts to wear off and you are thinking about killing someone if you don't get another chocolate fix IMMEDIATELY!

Sometimes you feel like a nut.

Does anybody remember when 100 Grand bars where called 10,000 bars? or something like that anyway. I guess that's what they call candy inflation!

Two more personal favorite is Rolo and Riesen candies. But those are never in any mix.

No post about junk food would be complete without ... Fritos.

Fritos are the Devil.

That is all.