"Chocolate covered staples. Really delicious."
So, I don't like candy.
I like chocolate, I like white chocolate, I like caramel, I like things that are "enrobed" or "coated". But I've never been someone who has to have Junior Mints or Milk Duds, who needs a Nestle's Crunch Bar or she will somehow molt her skin and grow a cloak of tacks and roll over your face. "I just needed chocolate! You can have reconstructive surgery! You hated your nose. You hated it. Stop making me feel guilt, it makes my eyes burn."
So when I'm hooked on a "candy", something that can't fight it's way to my mouth fast enough, I find it to be a big deal. Right now I'm hooked on The Cocoa Room's dragees and mixes. So far I've enjoyed the Baby Blue Almond Dragees (which are so beautiful, glossy and robins-egg blue that I hate eating them, but I do. Because I don't mind eating beautiful things. I put diamonds in my pasta. Kidneys in my shoes.), the Pistachio and Toffee Dragee mix which are pretty dangerous. Like you will need to eat them all to feel better about eating half of them. That's how this works, this kind of dangerous logic. And then a version of this, the Eclectic Dragee Mix, only the colors are pink, green and white.
That's it. That is all this post is about, how much I like candy even though I don't. I have to go follow those aqua almond dragees back to their room now, and pretend I live in the same building and not a van, on the same street. In a different city.