Ten months. TEN months of hearing and nodding to my daughter Hermione's, "Ma, Candy Corner...?" and finally, I got hold of this elusive box!
Kids have an amazing way of making parents willingly buy silly things. It seems Php 230 is too much for a teeny tiny 1.6 oz box of jelly beans, with questionable flavours at that. But I spent it anyway. Willingly. As one friend likes to say, relish this time when they only want Php 230 for a box of something, and not yet Php 2,300 (or more zeroes)! The jelly beans sound like fun anyway. Besides, Harry Potter, you know!
(In case you don't know what Harry Potter reference I'm talking about, or if you've been sleeping in a cave for the last 12 years and just woke up today, because seriously, that's the only reason you won't know what this Harry Potter connection is, here's more on it: Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans)
So, how it works is that each jelly bean color variant has two possible flavours, one yummy and one gross. We got a box of 3rd Edition Jelly Belly Bean Boozled at the Candy Corner in SM City Cebu. They didn't have the one with the spinner, but a chart at the back of the box, and blindly picking a jelly bean suffices to make the game fun…or gross, depending on what you get.
Unlike a Bertie Bott's jelly bean, you can at least tell what possibilities are in store for you by looking at the chart. This Definitive Guide to Jelly Beans is rendered useless by Bean Boozled - I'd tried to inspect and sniff at them best I could, but I really couldn't tell by sight or smell whether a jelly bean was going to be good or not.
The one I got was the luscious-looking reddish-brown bean, which could either have been chocolate pudding or canned dog food. My lack of trauma in the realm of jelly beans deluded me into the confidence that it wouldn't be bad. Alas, it was bad. Really bad. I made the mistake of swallowing a little bit of my tainted saliva and the taste of canned dog food lingered in my mouth for hours! (I mean, not that I actually know what canned dog food tastes like..) Call me a wuss, but I didn't have any more. Not a single one. Besides, everyone else in my family seemed to want to show off their adventurousness, so I willingly left them to it.
Sure, it's a bit ridiculous that the flavors are so accurate most of the jelly beans end up in the trash bin, but what's life without a bit of fun? This would make an awesome party or sleepover game. Prepare lots of water and a trash bin nearby!
(If after trying this, you ask yourself the same question my daughter and I did, i.e. how on earth do they make something edible out of these bang on gross tastes and smells?? I'll save you the search, the answer is here: How Does Jelly Belly Create Its Weird Flavors?)