I have been the quintessential underdog for my entire life so far, and I am proud to continue that tradition.
December 19, 2025, at home
I am not fond of hard candy. I believe that the day I start eating hard candy is the day I admit that I am old. (I'll be 65 in February 2026.) Notable exceptions: When I was a kid in the 1960s and 1970s, my paternal grandmother always had raspberry hard candy (large lozenges) imported from Austria; her heritage was Austrian and Swiss. I liked them, and I still do. I have found them fairly recently. In fact, I think there's an open bag of them in one of our kitchen cupboard. Also, I have been known to enjoy the occasional horehound lozenge as an herbal remedy. More recently, I have enjoyed Werther's Original caramel candies, specifically their semi-hard ones with cream filling; I don't consider them to be hard candy.
December 19, 2025, at home
I am not a fan of muffins.
December 19, 2025, at home
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