There are a few things for an American in Sweden that equal gold. This would be Velveeta cheese and candy corn. (Not together, but hmm… I wonder….)
I just got a bag of candy corn delivered from the states this week for Halloween. I had to put it on the highest shelf in the house. It doesn’t stop the thoughts though. It’s a whole bag. It calls to me all day long. No one else in the house really likes it but me. No one would even know if I took just 3 or 4 tiny candy kernels.
Candy corn – devil’s food – you torture me!
