Samuel W.
Yelp
We had a good friend in from Virginia and popped in here on a jaunt to downtown.
This place is somewhat reminiscent of one of those old fashioned candy stores you used to jealously stare at in moves when you were little. It's small (and, thus, seems a little cluttered) but charming enough with walls lined with saltwater taffy, truffles and brittles galore. They seem to have a good stock of nostalgic candies, too--black licorice pipes, candy legos, rock candy by the scoop--and they're not assholes about letting you sample items within reason.
They have one of the largest selections of saltwater taffy I've ever seen and I legitimately thought Jenny was going to faint.
In addition to having the basic flavors (grape, cherry, vanilla, chocolate, banana), they have a host of strange must-try goodies as well.
I'll rate a few on a scale from abysmal to A++ would cuddle.
- Eggnog (Not horrific; B-)
- Caramel Apple (A++ would cuddle)
- Red Velvet Cake (Abysmal)
- Birthday Cake (A++ would cuddle; think birthday cake ice cream from Coldstone)
- Rum (Not quite abysmal, but disappointing. Also, I didn't get drunk. D-)
- Chocolate Cake (Abysmal; tasted almost like flour)
- Strawberry Cheesecake (Good, but not quite snuggle-worthy)
There were others but I'm old and can't remember what the hell they were.
The purchasing system is by weight, costs 4.99 per pound--you can mix any sort of hard candies for this amount, but we just went with taffy--and even though we thought we'd loaded up to the gills it only came up to $3.44.
That being said, I found out at that moment that they don't allow you to use your card with anything less than a ten dollar purchase.
So, I did what any sensible adult would do; I loaded the hell up on truffles and caramels. Fuck da po-lice.
I opted for two bacon truffles, a blackberry truffle and an assload of dark chocolate sea salt caramels. My make-it-over-ten-dollars mission complete, we all headed out of the store and proceeded to stuff our faces.
Our friend loved the caramels and said he could tell they were very fresh.
The blackberry truffle was just fine but it was overwhelmingly sweet and lacked any sort of tartness that may have balanced it out.
The bacon truffles? Disappointing in every sense of the word.
Sprinkled imitation bacon bits do not a bacon truffle make, amirite?
Apart from the pathetic sprinkling of them on top, there was zero smokiness or saltiness to the truffle itself and it ended up being a big wad of sadness. As a certified whisperer to the bacons, I do not recommend.
When I find myself meandering through downtown again, I might just make a stop here to load up on some diabetes. If you're in the vicinity, it's worth a trip.