Let me start of with a bit of an explanation for this concoction.
My brother-in-law, Matt, is without a doubt one of the funniest people I know. He’s also incredibly neurotic and obsessive about certain things, which is why, when he decided to buy some jelly beans, he didn’t half-ass the job.
Apparently he purchased about ten varieties of easter jellybeans, and did a blind taste test with my sister. The result was that Sweet Tart jellybeans had the best texture AND flavor.
When he told this story to Kevin and me earlier this year, we rolled our eyes and nodded our heads. Later, in the car, we discussed how insane he was. But when I saw a bag of them at the store, I bought them on a whim.
From March-April, Kevin and I were averaging about 2 bags a week. I would make several trips to the convenience store during my lunch breaks to get my fix, and all of my teeth fell out. Ok, I lied about the last part, but I am not lying about the intense jelly bean cravings.
For example, this is one of my victory photos after an especially impressive Rite-Aid haul. And to put it into perspective, this was my pre-easter stash. The Monday following Easter Sunday I went into full-out panic mode, and drove around to every store, buying out their supplies to stock up on my beans. I managed to score about 15 bags, hopefully enough to last me until Easter.
And if you think that’s bad, my brother-in-law is hoarding over 30 bags of these.
I’m not proud of this addiction, and went I look at the cupboard overflowing with candy, I’m a little ashamed. And when you have over 12 pounds of sugar, you start thinking of things to do with it.
Hence, the jelly bean-tini. Continue reading