These are the kind of hard candies that my grandmother used to keep in a bowl near her favorite reading chair. I never saw anyone take one, nor did I see my grandmother eat them. The whole thing seemed to be more of a decorative display rather than one intended for consumption.
They were pretty, I have to admit. And although I don't really have a taste for them, it turns out my two labradors do.
What you see is all that remains of a container I stashed away in one of those large, not-dog-proof LL Bean canvas bags. A little while ago I found many, many empty cellophane bits on the floor of my studio.
I'm keeping my eye on Gracie and Gus. I have a feeling I'll be seeing more of those wrappers shortly...