Monday, December 1, 2008

Taste the Licorice Memories Contest

Do you remember the first time you tasted good, old-fashioned licorice? Who shared the experience with you? What about a special event that happened while you were enjoying licorice? Perhaps a recent memory comes to mind—a moment when you rediscovered this tasty treat.

Now close your eyes and taste those licorice memories again. Then tell us your story in 250 words or less. You could win a gift certificate to Licorice International.

The Taste the Licorice Memories Contest will run from December 1, 2008 – January 31, 2009. Entries will be judged on creativity, originality, relevancy and believability. Contest entries exceeding the 250-word limit will be disqualified.

The contest is open to all US residents of any age. You may submit up to three entries per person.

Three prizes will be awarded:
1st place: $50 gift certificate to Licorice International
2nd place: $25 gift certificate to Licorice International
3rd place: $10 gift certificate to Licorice International

Click here to send us your licorice memories by e-mail (or send to Be sure to include complete contact information, including complete name, mailing address, telephone (with area code), and e-mail address. We will use this information only to notify the winners.

By submitting your entry to the Taste the Licorice Memories Contest, you attest to the truth of the story.

Don’t forget – The deadline is January 31, 2009.

Read the winning entry for 2008, written by Clancy Quigley of Fort Wayne, Indiana:

Have you ever wished you could reach into a barrel of licorice and keep all you could pull out? Well I lived that dream and remember it with fondness. I loved licorice and at age 76 I still do. When I was a little girl we lived a few blocks from a licorice factory in Dubuque, Iowa. We could smell it cooking. My brothers and I would go there in the early evening (with permission I think) and enter through a side door (again with permission I think). We would hold one brother by his feet and he would go into the barrel head first and gather up the scraps and pieces of licorice that fell off the production line. We would fill our pockets and scoot out the door. My favorite was the solid pipes. We had such fun. My favorite now is tire treads.

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Dot McDonough said...

Growing up in Germany, I learned to eat licorice at an early age. Loved it more than anything. Now at 69 licorice (the salty kind) is still my favorite candy. Even though I am diabetic I can eat certain kinds of licorice that don't effect my glucose. Never have had any problems with my stomach, the licorice keeps me healthy. I get my licorice from different places, including in Helen, Ga, and I love every bite of it. My daughter, and her children (3 of them) love all kinds of licorice, true german decent. I could bathe in licorice forever. You just sent me some licorice tea, excellent. I light licorice candles, and they fragrance our den, even my husband likes the aroma. I will give up a steak dinner just to have my licorice. Keep it making, so I can stay healthy.

Licorice Lover said...

Dot, thanks so much for your entry. We'd like to include it with our contest entries. Please e-mail it to, along with your contact information.

Anonymous said...

I have loved licorice since an early age, as well. I grew up in Hamburg, Germany and we used to get the "Salmiac Pastillen" and put the little diamond shaped pieces on our upper hand in the shape of a star and lick them until they were gone. MMMMMMMM very good.
Later in Chicago, IL we used to buy the licorice sticks from Y & S candy company. They were so delicious that we bought them by the box of 100. Somehow, they must have been discontinued, but while on vacation in Calif. @ Knotts Berry Farm we found them; bought a box of 100 and shared them with the entire enterage while decending on the log ride. It was a wonderful memory and we have it on 8 MM film. :)
Today, the only licorice that comes close are those pipes and cigars from Y & S of Hershey's Canada. Thank goodness you offer them.
Warmest regards,
Hilma Sanft

Linda Farris said...

Ah, licorice. When I was a toddler (probably about 3 years old, (I know I was this young because my brother was still in a carriage)my Mom would visit my Great-Grandmother in downtown Philadelphia. This was always a big production because Momma didn't drive. At any rate before we would board the trolley to take us back uptown Mom would take us to a candy store at the end of the block just off Delaware Avenue. It was a dream come true for a child. My favorite candy was a long strip of licorice with candy dots on it. It was wonderful. For years I have been remembering with fondness my G-Grandmom, those trips, and smell and taste of that wonderful treat.
Thanks for reading.
Linda Farris

Chuck Killion said...

When I was a small child we had two aunts who lived in St. Louis. They lived together and never married and lived on a small income. Every year my father who loved to hunt would send them a big box of wild game meat since he loved to hunt and ran the game processing plant in Dubois, Wy. Twice a year around Easter and Christmas we would get a care package as they would go down to the Switzer store in St. Louis and but us various samples. My father loved the "Heavenly Hash" and my mother love all the different types of Licorice. To this day I love all types of Licorice and my children love them as well. Several years ago we had a family reunion in Caryle, IL and one night the main topic was what was better Black or Red! Too this day, I have so many found memories of sharing that wonderful candy with my children and relatives! I still have to hide by licorice or it will disappear into thin air!!!!

Jessica said...

Growing up, licorice was the one kind of candy that mom would let us have, I think mostly because that was what she liked, but it was also something we all agreed on. We mostly had the standard licorice that you find in the grocery store, but when the Nebraska State Fair came that’s when we got the “good stuff”. There was one vendor that sold licorice ropes that you could buy by the pound. Every year that is what we looked forward to, and made many trips back to buy more. Then one year we were unable to find him, and we haven’t found him since. We were very disappointed that the licorice that we looked forward to every year to share as a family was gone. I don’t know who it was or whatever happened to the “licorice man”, but that was a very small piece of my childhood that I will never forget.