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You've got your tried and true wooden yo-yos, American and Canadian candy bars (several are labeled "Vegan"), and stick-on handlebar mustaches, and then your finer array of smutty party favors, satirical packages of ramen noodles, and tons of nifty things I can't remember off the top of my head.
As my boyfriend puts it, "It's a classier, less douchy Spencer's Gifts."
For the L.A. folks, it's like Wacko's opened a turn-of-the-century candy kitchen in Arizona.
As mentioned, they do carry your usual suspects (Butterfinger, Kit-Kat, etc) when it comes to nourishing your sweet tooth, but they also carry many of the vintage candies your parents might remember (Zagnut, Idaho Spud, etc). There's literally buckets of candy with their name and country of origin printed on each container.
However, the real thing to get here are the local-sourced, handmade treats you can only get in select places -- Tracy Dempsey Originals, Goodytwos Toffee, and Whimsical Candy. These are the suckers you pay top dollar for and hide from the kids, savoring it for yourself once the rugrats have gone to bed.
Picked up a 4 oz. bag of Tracy Dempsey's Bacon-Pecan Brittle for $10. I will start by saying that it's not bad, but it's not my favorite brittle. It's the kind that's hard and gets lodged in your molars. But unlike many other products that brag about bacon being an ingredient within them and you end up not really tasting it, you can definitely taste the bacon. Hell, you can see it right there in the brittle. I do caution against leaving it in the car on a hot day, though. Not that it ruined the brittle or spoiled the bacon, but for the fact that it made the car smell like dog treats all day.
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