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When I was a child one of the things I wanted to try so much was cotton candy. I saw it on TV, I suppose, and must have seen it at the fair when other people ate it. I don’t know if my mother never bought it for me because she thought it was bad or just didn’t want to spend the money. At the World’s Fair in 1904 a box of it cost 25¢, which was $6.75 in 2015 money, roughly the time my own son might have been asking me for such stuff. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have wanted to spend that much for it either.
To be honest, I have no idea how much it was, in my childhood or my son’s, but it couldn’t have been outrageous because when I was, I don’t know, maybe eleven or thereabouts, I managed to cobble together enough to go off on my own and buy some. In great anticipation I waded my way through the small-town fair crowd, seeing people with their own fairy fluff (as we called it, perhaps in error but at least retaining the desirable alliteration), looking so happy and having great fun. The masses of pink and blue fluffy goodness simply beamed happiness. And then…finally! I handed over my coin, reached for my sensational swirl and then bit in.