For those of you familiar with Harry Potter, the title of this post should bring a flood of familiar memories. As I was walking through World Market (the Ackerman family’s favorite store to wander aimlessly through) I saw a box of these peculiar confections. I couldn’t help but purchase.
When Laura saw the box, her sugar dependency overtook her. Laura has seen the movies but is not a true lover of the novels, and might have only seen the Jelly Belly name. It wasn’t long before she was gagging and handing me a small mouthful of colored goo.
This, of course, forced me to “man up” and eat whatever she told me to and try to guess the flavor. I got hung up on “bacon” and “sardine” (all I could think about when tasting the sardine was salt), but was able to identify earthworm and soap. Other flavors: vomit (very gross), booger, earwax, rotten egg, black pepper (really tasted like a spoon-full of pepper), dirt, and grass.
All in all, it was pretty funny. Laura was laughing so hard watching me gag. I like to think of my self as having a hardy constitution, but I had to stop after a while because it was too sick. Fun for the whole family!
I fell prey to those darn jelly beans a couple weeks ago. My sweet little 4 year old niece, Ava, offered me my choice of 2 jelly beans. I asked her what the flavors were, and with the straightest of faces, she said, Dr. Pepper, and Cherry Coke. Satisfied with her responses (the flavors seemed to match up with the colors of the beans), I chose the Cherry Coke bean, after about 3 chews I projectiled it out. Funny enough, she had given me the vomit flavored jelly bean. More than disgusted at the taste, I was in awe of the makers of these jelly beans and fascinated with how they could come up with these flavors and be so dead on accurate!!