Thursday, June 05, 2008
i just had this incredibly specific, visceral craving for those homemade candies made out of fried chinese noodles and butterscotch. i don't even know what they're called, or exactly how they're made, or when the last time i ate one was. aha, here they are. they're not even one of my favorites -- i think it's more about the sweet/salty combination. when i was fourteen, i worked at a candy store called sweet street, where my favorite thing was dark chocolate covered potato chips. i can just taste exactly what these were like -- rippled, salty chips dipped in a thin, thin layer of perfect dark bittersweet chocolate. my friend holly, who worked there with me, wasn't so crazy about them as i recall (hmmm, true? i have this vague memory of feeling like a weirdo for liking them). that was my first non-babysitting job, and the woman who owned the store (her name, unbelievably, was NONDI) was so mean. she hired us under the table and paid us $2.50 an hour. i used to gobble gummi bears in the back room, and every once in a while, i'd sneak a truffle (her truffles were square, with thin layers of chocolate and hazelnuttiness). i remember she bought her chocolates "from a place in brooklyn." one terrible day, holly dropped a huge tray of chocolates. i think she got fired. my favorite thing about this job (besides stealing candy) was making color-coordinated easter baskets.