This reminds me of the time my Aunt Lin took me, my sister and my cousin to see the Nutcracker when we were little girls. During intermission, like any normal kids, my sister and cousin picked out gummy bears for a snack. Did I want to miss with that fruit-flavored nonsense? Heck no. I, like my aunt, made the much more refined (well, actually weird for an eight-year-old) choice: Andes candies. Chocolate-mint goodness.
I'm telling you, it's not my fault, it's in my genes!!!