The Sweet Life

Like most long married couples, over the years our interests have melded. Case in point: when we first met, one of us believed that candy was only appropriate in movie theaters and on Halloween. Fast forward almost a decade, and together we cruise the city's sweeteries, looking for such things as softy pops, two chunky marshmallows dipped in caramel, milk chocolate, and sea salt, and peanut butter pretzel poppers. The Sweet Life, on the Lower East Side, also offered Jelly Bellys--- not the regulation 50 official flavors, mind you, but a good supply, as well as fruit slices and halwa and Turkish delight and gummies of all varieties.

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