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Half Hour candies stay firm in kiosks, even though most people don't consider them to their liking.
Rarely a simple treat generated so much controversy. Beloved and hated, Half Hour candy has fans and enemies. When it comes to them, there are no greys: either you love them or you hate them. Neutral has no place. The most curious thing is that, despite their bad reputation, they remain undisturbed in kiosks over the years.
The ideologist of so particular was Rufino Meana, an Asturian from Uribelarrea, province of Buenos Aires. It began to be manufactured in 1952 and is the oldest candy in the country, after the Sugus.
Unlike most of the treats, the Half Hour do not target children. Never again in history the phrase was heard: “Mom, buy me a Half Hour.” It's a candy for people. adult, for a particular type of adult people. There are those who suspect that their habitual consumers aim hidden invite, and no one wants. And that is achieved only with the Half Hour.
The Half Hour, moreover, deceive. Its colourfulwrapper promises something else, but once removed it offers a rather unattractive black ball. In addition, they come in different colours. One would think it's because of the variety of tastes, but not: everyone tastes like anethol, an organic compound found in anise and fennel.
Anyway, candies last to through time, and for something it will be. Maybe there are those who consume them. in secret and punish them in society. Perhaps the myth of the ugly treat and outmoded is stronger than reality itself. It will be a matter of testing: the Next time you pass by the kiosk, give the Half Hour a chance.
Publication Date: 21/01/2020