I heart candy corn

At six AM, when I needed to get up, the sun wasn't up yet. I hate this part about fall.

But the part I love about fall, one of the parts, is the proliferance of Candy Corn everywhere. Not just any candy corn, of course, but Brach's candy corn. No substitutes permitted.

When time permits, I eat the corns individually, first biting off the white, then yellow, then that hunk of orange at the bottom. When I don't, I still eat them one at a time.

I glanced at the ingredients this morning, knowing of course that corn syrup was high on the list, and it was. Oh well. I can't be perfect.