If you know me, you know I’m not much a fan of official holidays, especially those that seem a bit on the artificial side (although National Waffle Day is something I would celebrate). That said, I’m not entirely untouched by a holiday that demands chocolates. Or roses, one of the very few flowers I do love. (Rose gardens are awesome.)
So I was delighted to see that, not only do Minnesotans have good sensibilities when it comes to voting politically, we also have good sensibilities when selecting our favorite Valentine’s Day candy.
See full map below. ION: Saw a cool new SF movie last night!
I saw the map in an article in The Takeout (dot com), an online magazine for people who love food and dining out (and I do love both).
The article is, Map of each state’s top Valentine’s Day candy leaves us worried about California, written by Marnie Shure. The map she uses comes “from Zippia, a job-hunting firm that occasionally pulls fun tidbits from Google Trends and whips them into aesthetically pleasing infographics for our reading pleasure.”
Ain’t technology something!
Without further ado, here it is (click for big):
Ms Shure’s article was concerned about California’s favorite apparently being candy necklaces. My suspicion is the Californians think of them as Puka shell necklaces, which are required wearing in some sectors of the state.
Some comedian, long ago, might have been Richard Pryor, said that after God created the United States (of America), he grabbed the whole thing by Florida and gave it a good shake to get things going. But that made all the lose nuts and bolts roll down into California, and they’ve been there ever since.
I lived in Los Angeles for almost 20 years, and can attest to the truth of this. California, especially Southern California, is weird.
(Really, all three giant boundary states, California, Texas, and Florida, have something notably weird about them. California, of course, is especially weird, and it’s possible it has something to do with having multiple MLB teams in one state. Florida and Texas each have two, but only California has five.)
Anyway, Puka candy necklaces aside, I was struck by my state’s excellent taste, not just in candy, but in chocolate. Dove choc is great choc!
One caveat. As Ms Shure points out, searching for candy isn’t the same as buying candy, and probably few need to search for those ubiquitous generally tasteless chalky candy hearts. Every store on the planet is overflowing with them at this time of year.
That, the author suggests, may explain why only four states seem to favor that traditional, if childish, Valentine’s Day candy.
Since she loves the Sour Punch Hearts (never heard of them) she also rejoices in that 45 states of 50 go for chocolate of some kind.
I found the regionality a bit interesting.
Look at the concentration of western states who are into M&Ms (a very decent choice; they melt in your mouth, not in your hand).
There’s a similar concentration to the east for chocolate strawberries. I wonder if the latter one is due to an eastern firm that specializes in them?
On some level it almost makes sense to me that Alaska and Hawaii would also be into the Dove chocolate, but Utah, too? Okay…
I am a little surprised Hershey chocolate doesn’t make a stronger appearance. I’ve recently realized they make some of the best chocolate I’ve ever tasted. I wonder if many, as I once did, think of them as a minor player, an also ran compared to Dove and the fancier brands.
But honestly, I’ll take Hershey chocolate any day. Great stuff!
In Other News: Until last night, the above was all I intended to post today. I saw that article about the candy last week and have been saving it.
But last night, on Netflix, I watched, Space Sweepers, a new Korean SF space romp I’d heard about, and really enjoyed it. At first viewing, I’m giving this a Wow! rating.
It’s perhaps halfway between Firefly and Star Wars with maybe a dash of The Expanse thrown in. The protagonists are a crew of four (one is a robot) on their ship Victory. They’re independent space trash cleaners — they track down and capture errant space junk.
It’s a competitive business, and an early scene features them literally ripping a prize away from other sweepers. Who come off as deadly enemies, but apparently it’s all in the family, so to speak.
It all takes place in 2092, when the Earth is dying in its own wastes. Humanity has begun fleeing into orbit (those who can afford it), and there is also a project to terraform Mars using a genetically altered “super tree.” A powerful genetically altered visionary is behind all this. It will surprise no one that he’s the main villain of the piece.
This isn’t just a swashbuckling space opera, it’s also incredibly sweet and touching. The crew, while salvaging some space junk, discover what appears to be a very young child who was protected from whatever wrecked the spaceship they’re salvaging by being stashed in a cargo hold surrounded with crash balloons.
But it turns out this is apparently “Dorothy” supposedly a killer robot with a hydrogen bomb inside her. Oops. The crew is terrified of her (which makes for some light comedy), but realize this could be their golden ticket.
As with all such rag-tag, they live on the edge of existence, constantly in debt and never able to get ahead. But “Dorothy” — if they can just sell her to the right people — is worth millions.
Unless, of course, things aren’t as advertised and they all come to love this special child.
Good action and space CGI, some humor, and a lot of sweetness. If you like space opera, this is definitely worth seeing!
Stay chocolate, my friends! Go forth and spread beauty and light.