Dubble Bubble, I’m looking at you.
Look, bubble gum is delicious; and attempting to blow a bubble the size of your head is all good fun. But after chewing for about 4 minutes and all of a sudden the fruity taste disappears, I’m ticked off.
It’s like chewing stale cardboard.
Even the fun color disappears, morphing that luscious pink wad into a depressing and sickly gray blob. Spit that thing out, because continuing to chew it will almost certainly give you a jaw-ache.
The irony is, of course, that it’s the best-looking gum that turns out to be the worst-tasting. That’s right…gumball machines. Who can resist digging in their pockets for a loose quarter to feed their childhood urge to chomp on a bright red candy ball when they pass one of these mechanical wonders?
Kudos to companies like Stride and Extra that pledge long-lasting flavor. Maybe soon they’ll start making gumballs. Here’s hoping.