It’s October 30th, National Candy Corn Day. The
nation’s farmers have the candy corn harvest in and we can all finally relax
and celebrate.
Candy corn is the fruitcake of Halloween. Comedians amateur
and professional alike enjoy making fun of the stuff and that always kind of
pisses me off. There’s a soft spot in my heart for both seasonal treats,
especially candy corn. I only have one specific memory of eating it (and, to be
honest, in that one I was enjoying the chocolate Thanksgiving variant called
“Indian corn”) but candy corn was such a part of my childhood that the two are
forever linked in my head. Besides, I honestly enjoy the stuff.
What’s not to like? Candy corn is made of sugar,
vanilla, fondant and marshmallow creme. It’s basically little triangle-shaped bites of
cake icing in fun-to-eat layers of season-appropriate colors.
Plus candy corn is a quick and edible improvised Halloween costume. Look! I'm Dracula!
Look! I'm Wolfman! Grrr!
See? Easy and fun!
See? Easy and fun!
According to the National Confectioner’s Association (whoever the heck they are) nine billion individual pieces of candy corn will be produced this year. That leaves about eight billion for the rest of you. I’m going to strap on my feedbag and commence to munching. I’ve got me a holiday to celebrate.
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