And now we can get into Gustaf’s.

Out of the bag,there’s a similar look to Bassett’s, but that’s where the similarities end.

These things were much much firmer than Bassett’s. You can see below, the cross section doesn’t have a moist jelly look to it- in fact it almost looks like it’s verring into the Starburst Zone.

Still technically a Jelly, these had a chewiness to them I wasn’t expecting. The flavors were good-not as good as Bassett’s, but the same variety at least. Here’s the odd part: I think if I had tried these first, I would have liked them immediately and that would have been that as far as the never ending vortex of Jelly Babies I was about to jump into. But I didn’t. I was destined to go on a journey, to LEARN, damn it, to grow. Fatter, by eating more varieties of candy.

It’s crazy that:
1. I really hated Bassett’ the first time I tried them years ago.
2. After revisiting them years later, I STILL didn’t like them out of the bag.
3. A few weeks later…I kinda loved them.

This is proof positive that nothing in this world in unchangeable. Got a racist Gramps? Keep working on him with positivity. Got an excess of back fat because you read our sage advice too much? Get on that workout regimen.  Don’t understand Spanish? Rosetta Stone, baby. Don’t like olives? That’s just not normal, take a long look at yourself in the mirror and reevaluate what kind of person you want to be.

Speaking of babies…these babies…..not so much. I’d stick with Bassett’s, unless you prefer a tougher, non jelly fruit jelly. It’s ok not to put both feet in the water, we won’t judge.