There are only two type of people in this world; those of us who love black licorice and those misguided folks that don’t.
Everybody knows that Choo Choo Charlie was an engineer, but black licorice lovers understand better the mastery of the cartoon character behind every box of Good-N-Plenty black licorice candy.As a kid, I’d devour anything black licorice, including black jelly beans, like a hungry dog does a piece of meat. I remember thinking that there really was justice for kids in a bossy world – once I discovered black licorice at the health food store. It’s not just every day a kid gets to put adults in their places.
With enough time, like Paul wrote about, I put away childish ways; Hot Wheels, skateboards, and eventually black licorice… until a few months ago.
My wife brought home my childhood favorite from Sprouts. Thick, about three-quarters of an inch across, and around an inch and a half long black licorice rope.
Now, in general, I don’t think much of advertisements, or advertisers for that matter, but a few of them were so effective their hook line is still stuck in my head… like a hook line and sinker is in the mouth of a greedy catfish.
I remember the potato chip pitch man’s proclamation; “Lays Potato Chips. You can’t eat just one”. Son of a gun if he wasn’t right. I tried it, more than once, and never mind one, or even two chips for that matter, I couldn’t stop until the whole bag was gone… including the crumbs that we’d tip the bag up like a bottle of soda to empty down our gullets.
Most things are like that for me… including black licorice. I devoured the bag of licorice and went to the store to restock my re-found habit personally.
Funny thing about everything in this life; even the things that are good for you, if done to excess, become bad for you… and yeah, that goes for black licorice too.
It took a trip to the hospital for heart issues, then some relapse symptoms the next week for me to put two and two together… after another ten piece licorice night.
Who knew? Black licorice is a natural stimulant… and somewhere along the way, with me paying zero attention, the F.D.A came out with a warning that black licorice could cause heart arrhythmia… and possibly death.
There’s wisdom in the old adage, “Everything in moderation” when we live it out.
I guess it’s not a coincidence that the things God’s word warns us about for the health of our spirit also pertains to the health of our bodies; the temples of His Holy Spirit.
I’ll use the black licorice incident to help remind me that in this flesh we can get too much of a good thing.
I’m gonna miss black licorice.