Eat-More – are you unique enough?
I am participating in CurlyWurlyGurly’s theme posting challenge for June: The WORST candy in the history of mankind has to be Hershey’s Eat-More bar.
The Eat-More bar is supposedly a “chewy dark toffee, peanut and chocolate” bar. But what you never hear about is how these bars are made – well, I am spilling my guts to the world now. No more secrets! This is how Eat-More is manufactured:
- Go to work at candy bar factory.
- Pick up random bits of toffee, peanuts and chocolate on the bottom of your boots.
- Scrape boots off into the Eat-More bucket at the end of your shift.
- Grave-yard shift workers press it into bars and sell it.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s an economical and environmentally friendly method for making candy, but even if their boots are clean; do you really want to eat candy that was on the floor? This defies the five second rule and is, quite frankly, unhygienic.
I did try to get a picture of it, but it sensed my great dislike for it and would not allow me to take its photo. All the photos were blurred and in one, I’m fairly certain I saw a cluster of peanut bits shaped like Satan. But, I am not one to disappoint my readers and I discovered the Candy Blog has a very nice and in-focus photo of it.
Besides which, the candy looks rather like a shiny turd with peanut bits embedded in it and this is a G rated blog. Someone has to think of the children.
My father would tell me I am a cretin for not loving these bars. He claims they are tasty, they keep the mail moving (though how that much sugar translates into fibre I will never know) and the number one reason to love Eat-More bars (according to dear old Dad) is folding the wrapper like so:
I tried eating a little piece of the bar – after all I have broadened my horizons somewhat since I was 7 years old – but, my refined adult palate wholeheartedly rejected the candy and went running straight into the arms of a 3 Musketeers bar.
Dad, if you’re reading this, I’m sure it’s Mum’s faulty genes that dictate my hatred for this candy. I still like beer if that helps.
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Oh my goodness, I have never heard of this bar but it sounds positively revolting. WHy couldn’t they leave the crap on the floor like it belongs?? Excellent, thought-provoking post Rambley!
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Waste not, want not – or something like that. It is a pretty nasty candy bar, especially when compared to tasty things like Whatchamacallits or Crunchie bars. I’m not sure if this was thought-provoking…maybe gag reflex provoking?
I hate to admit that I quite enjoy an Eatmore after understanding how they’re made.
Well, I think you’re entitled to enjoy your boot scrapings with no more smart-ass comments from me!
I think for me it’s a more texture thing really – it’s just…wrong.
why have i, candy freak of the universe, never of heard of this candy?!? explain! it must be some weird-o canada thing. hahaha. the picture is pure EVIL and looks like it should be called the ‘up-chuck’ bar. i’m so grossed out.
great job on the assignment, renee! (why is dishy handing out the grades here, i thought i was the educator!!?!?!)
Well done! A+
It’s exactly as gross as it looks and it IS a weird Canada thing. Did you know we also watch curling? On purpose?? And thanks for the great grade! hee hee. Two A+ grades for the same bit of work – I think I need to be moved to the advanced smartassery class.
I opened that link for the photo, sharply gasped and whispered “Oh god!”
No wonder they’re evil!
Pure, boot-scrapings evil
It looks like a giant turd.
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“It looks like a giant shiny turd.” Fixed that for you! Hee hee.
Isn’t it ironic that the wrapper has a mild “Mary Janey” look to it….coincidence I think not! You G description made me laugh…and gag all at the same time. I’ve never heard of this candy and after reading your post I’m glad I haven’t! I enjoyed reading your post!
[...] Renee from Rambleicious brings up the lesser-known Eat-More bar. In a word: eww. [...]
just so you know, i’m still swooning from this atrocity.
You know, I think maybe you’d like an Eat-More bar – I ought to share the grossness and send you one. Then you can see it for yourself. Why take my word for it!?
I don’t know. I might still take my chances of getting a wormy KitKat bar over the idea of eating boot scrapings.
Still, you don’t know how those worms got there – at least the boot scrapings have a clean cut source.
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