Bear Hunting

Children, today I come to you bringing tales of the illusive cinnamon candy bear. The profile of one such bear:

-1 inch tall
-Red
-Cinnamon blood
-Gummy flesh
-Superior camouflage capabilities

The cinnamon bear and his brethren, to the best of my knowledge, reside only in Trig's grocery store in Rhinelander, Wisconsin. This conclusion was discovered after months of frustrating journeys near and far, journeys which ended not with a pile of fresh bears in my trembling hands, but with an exasperated guttural moan of disappointment. Their rare ability to be unseen makes them akin to the Yeti, Bigfoot and that giant squid off the coast of Japan. Yet what sets the bears apart from these other mythical creatures is the fact that they taste really, really good.

But wait! What is that scurrying by the lamp!? Behold, a malicious, delicious pack has been spotted!



Seriously, if any of you ever find a bag of Eillien's Cinnamon Bears, for the love of all things tasty, buy the freaking bears. And send me some, too.