what’s fun about fun size?
it’s 8pm and no plaza pumpkins have come a-knockin’ lookin’ for candy. that means more reece’s cups for me. (i was cheap and bought the little ones (cuz i knew nobody would show up).)
but at this time of year i am driven once again to wonder why “fun size” candy bars are fun. when i was a kid, trick or treating as the pillsbury dough boy (no pillow necessary then), i had the most fun when somebody handed me a full size snickers or a two pack of recee’s cups.
a small 3 muskateers, milky way or snickers was not fun. it was inconvenient. you knew that you would have to eat at least two to be satisfied (and that meant a fight with mom. dad would side with me as long as i slid him a pb cup under the table). and if you only had one, you were faced with the tough choice of which “incon size” bar should chase the snickers — there’s no good answer.
executive producer jayme tells of her t or t memories where the best houses were the ones handing out “pop.”
that puts things into perspective for me. given the choice between a fun size snickers and having to endure the word “pop,” i will grit my teeth, and choke down the candy bar.