This Is Your Brain On Candy
Electricity and booze be damned; No one keeps it real like the Amish.
These folks prefer the simpler things, which is why for the life of me I can not figure out why they’re hawking gummi ova here at the local Farmer’s Market in Cornfielopolis, MD. Why am I three thousand miles from home, trolling the streets for sweets in rural Maryland? I can’t figure that out either.
But for an old-world, down-home, LA candy fix, head to Littlejohn’s English Toffee House at the Farmer’s Market at 3rd and Fairfax.
Littlejohn’s is the nougaty, cream-filled, tootsie roll center of this sweet earth.
These candy geniuses are so spectacular that in addition to crazy-good toffee and artisan fudge, they also carry classic favorites like dark chocolate-covered pistachio marzipan (the kind Bubby used to score in Atlantic City), chocolate-dipped apricots the size of your head, and caramel marshmallows so squishy that you may just fall asleep on them in the wake of the sugar crash food coma that is sure to ensue.