So, my uncle and aunt sent us this big bag of jelly beans in the post today. They're called Belly Flops, because they're the Jelly Bellies that didn't turn out quite right. Some of them look a little funny, or are globbed together in twos.
But they taste good. I love jelly beans. And not just for the flavor.
Recently, there's something very enticing to me about the surprise of what your taste buds are going to get next. It's completely luck of the draw when you open a bag. I just ate some foul little dark green ones, followed by a lovely blue tie-dye that was some kind of sour blue rasberry. You have to actually take the chance of tasting something wonderful, or something awful. It's very...interesting and intriguing for me. I don't know. But I love it. Once I was given this little box of jelly beans in really weird flavors--one was soap, another was rasberry, and yet another was actually vomit! (That one was disgusting beyond WORDS. Oh my gosh. *shudders*) They were all labelled on the back--oh, the grass-flavored one was pretty good, btw--but there were several that were very similiar, and it became a guessing game once again. There were some great buttered popcorn ones, if I recall correctly.
So, yeah. Jelly beans. Two thumbs up.
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