I was in a bar once....no make that a store, yeah I was in a store once and me and the other um...shoppers were discussing food. All was well and spiritied until the licorice option raised it's ugly head. It seems that licorice has caused at least a third of the wars, 7/8ths of the divorces and several cases of a nasty rash on the bum. So to in this case as the "shoppers" that I was with got into a rolling discussion that involved the use of fists for exclamation points, eye gouges for adjectives and parental bad mouthing as a general rule. Also several bounce..um...store...clerks who helped our little discussion group find it's way outside.

Point here is that with licorice you either love it or hate it. Especially the black version. Everyone likes the red flavor. Whatever that flavor might be described as. Not so with the black. We love the black. Or at least this stuff. Chewy, fresh and turns your tongue and teeth blacker than my poor cold heart.

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