Walking into a candy store as an adult hits different than it did when you were seven. The colors seem brighter, the smells more intense, and suddenly you’re transported back to a time when your biggest decision was choosing between gummy bears or chocolate.
Arizona‑grown appetites for nostalgia are instantly satisfied here, where towering shelves overflow with everything from classic rock‑candy to artisanal chocolates that make my inner child squeal with delight.
I walked in feeling like a kid on a Saturday morning, and left with pockets full of sugary souvenirs and a grin that could rival the state’s famous sunsets…