"Take a Red Skin," he said.
"What's a Red Skin?," I asked.
"You've never tasted a Red Skin?"
"Nope."
"You didn't grow up here, did you?"
"Uh, no."
"Here, take a Red Skin."
"Can I take three so I can bring them home to my kids."
"Sure, take some" and he gives me two more Red Skins. "What about Sherbies?"
"What are Sherbies?"
He rattles away the other names of the candy in his bowl all of which were unfamiliar to me. Then he picks up several of each and hands them over to me with a look of disbelief as if to say 'Welcome to Australia. By the way, what rock have you been living under?'
When I brought the candy home, MyGirl was likewise surprised that I had not heard of Red Skins, Milko Chews, Sherbies and Minties. I guess that means that my sweet tooth still has a lot of candy to go through.
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