No, not the weather. Hot Tamales. I 'm addicted. Eating a half-pound box of the little red cinnamon candies is getting easier and easier.
I don't know why I like them so much. I don't like other cinnamon candies, particularly (Red Hots, Atomic Fireballs, Cinnamon Altoids). Perhaps it's the Swedish Fish factor. They're gummy, but not as gummy as a gummi worm. They're small, and easy to eat one after another.
Their website is silly (warning, the HOT TAMALES website uses flash and is kinda loud. Not Work Safe) and all NASCAR-infested. The tamales themselves are their best selling point. No NASCAR needed. Why does everything need a NASCAR tie-in these days?
Maggie tells me she likes Good n' Plenty, but I've never seen her buy or eat those things, so far as I can remember. In fact, I don't remember the last time I saw anyone buy or eat a Good n' Plenty. Who are the Good n' Plenty customers? Come out of the woodwork and into the light! Reveal yourselves. Oy - I'm going to bed now.