
One thing I remember that during finals, writing my law review paper or generally just trying to keep up there was one candy that I would turn to in order to keep myself fueled, sane and going strong. Necco’s! Weird choice, isn’t it? I imagine throughout law school chocolate was a big part of that along with the requisite drinking of Coke with the chocolate, but Necco’s stand out in my mind as being fundamental to my survival.
I remember sitting in the library one day quietly, or as quietly as you can crunching on a Necco, eating one wafer after another, always delighted when my particularly favorite color would appear – pink, yellow, and yes even the brown, chocolate ones! While quietly enjoying my reverie I looked up and saw a fellow student staring rudely at me. I thought what the heck, but quickly realized my Necco habit was probably driving him nuts. Thankfully he got up and moved so I could go back to my studying – read a page, eat a wafer, read another page, have another, and so on.
As summer quietly turns to fall I find myself searching for a roll of Neccos. Now, for those of you who are just armchair candy lovers you won’t understand this next piece, but indulge me a bit… Neccos are the best when they are slightly soft. Several years ago Neccos came out as Halloween candy. These are smaller rolls individually wrapped inside a bigger bag. That extra layer of protection kept the candies incredibly soft and absolutely perfect! The first year I discovered the Halloween candy I bought several bags and enjoyed everyone last one (I doubt I shared these with anyone too). The next year I couldn’t find them anywhere. Someone said Walmart had them. I never shop at Walmart, but for Neccos I would and did! But last year I couldn’t find them anywhere. Like an addict searching for its next fix, I actually went to several different Walmart’s because someone said they aren’t all alike – nothing! I was devastated (I know that sounds severe, but trust me, it really bummed me out for several days).