Friday, December 18, 2009

The Ultimate Candy Store

The world's best candy store  is located right around the corner from where I work.  Am I lucky or what?  Economy Candy was first opened in 1937, and at that time, it was your typical neighborhood candy store.  But, today, it has become something different.  Not only has it become a neighborhood staple, a family-owned candy store that sells hundreds of kinds of chocolates, but walking into the store is somewhat like walking into a time machine to the past.  Whenever I walk in there, I feel like a kid again.  I feel like I have been transported back in time.

From the old-time band music to the floor to ceiling candy, it is definitely a mesmirizing experience to say the least.  It is not a very large store, but it is certainly very easy to get lost for hours in there.  As New York Magazine said, "it's candy abundance that would leave Willy Wonka weeping in his cocoa."

And of course, how can I not mention the large stock of old-time candies we enjoyed when we were kids--Razzles, those candy cigarettes that taste like mint, candy necklasses, candy buttons, clove gum, Nerds, pop rocks, big league chews, bubble gum cigars, rock candy, sugar daddy's...I could go on and on.  Even if you don't buy anything, just looking at all the goodies on the shelves brings back so many memories.


  1. Neat! It's like your own private time machine!

  2. Ohhh Mary!! How deeelightful!! I don't have anything like near me..and perhaps that's a good thing! :)
    Hope all is well dear!

  3. How wonderful to still have such a store. Family owned and like a time machine. :-) Kind of like our family run old fashioned corner drug store. :-)

    But in today's day and age, our drug store is hanging on, by the skin of its teeth. -sigh- I hope they both, survive.

  4. I could definitely get lost in here for days!

  5. I know that living in a very metropolitan area can be very frustrating but then you can find these little nooks of delight hidden here and there. Sounds like a delightful place to spend a dreary afternoon.