When I was around 5 I went to my great grandma's house, she lives 2 hours away in Mankato so we don't see her very much but we try visiting once a year, my mom and her entire family used to live in Mankato but she moved away. Whenever we come over she has a jelly bean dispenser that she lets us use a few times and then no more. It works by pulling the wooden stick out and there would be a jelly bean carrying it. I always want more than I can have so whenever she's not looking I take one or two, they have a distinctive smell so it's not that hard to get caught and whenever I sneak them I get caught by my great grandma. Another memory was the tastes of each color. As far as I remember black tasted like licorice and wasn't good, pink was mediocre and white was really good. The last memory I have is me and my sister both eating a bunch of jelly beans together as younger kids.

– charlie

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