I Want Candy

I Want Candy

It’s no secret that I am anti-refined sugar for both grown-ups and kids. I know, I know – agave and all that shit is practically just as bad – but I still feel as if the alternatives are the lesser of two evils. And since my kids have a birthday party or two every weekend, they’re not exactly deprived. While in New York, I stumbled into Papabubble on Broome and fell in love with the hand-sculpted candy I watched being configured on heated tables. The result was my asking them to ship custom “R” lollipops for Rafi’s birthday, to which Jon accused me of being cray cray. In any event, sweetness trumps principle in this case and I’m cool with that. Hopefully my fellow haters will be as well. Take a lick!

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