Care to take yet another stroll down ‘memory lane’ with me? Who here remembers horehound candy?
Horehound came in approximately 6 inch twisted sticks about an inch thick. It was bitter and it was sweet. It was delightful. I’m not sure where Dad got it but every so often he would come home from work with a small brown paper sack of those heavenly twisted sticks. He would put the sack on the breadboard and smash it a few times with the broad side of a hammer. Much the same treatment he used for peanut brittle. Oooooh, peanut brittle. The stuff they sell now isn’t nearly as good. Just recently I found out that the candy store here in Guelph makes it from scratch and it is much more like the peanut brittle I remember. Lovely and smooth and buttery with delectable chunks of peanut. Mmmmmm. Oh, and that makes me think of MacIntosh toffee. It was sold in a little flat tartan printed box. Okay, enough of this. I’m starting to crave sugar and I don’t want to….hey, remember humbugs oh, and scotch mints and those round chocolate covered peppermint patties, and cherry blossoms?