So you know those innocent looking, red fish that they call Swedish fish? Well i think I'm addicted.
It started with camp. At camp in Quebec, or to be more specific Montreal, there was no candy allowed in rooms. I didn't really mind but we had dinner at like 5. Me and my awesome roommate Elizabeth had strange cravings at night for candy and yummy things. I wished for Swedish fish.
When I got back from camp I bought two bags of Swedish fish. I had Swedish fish for lunch dinner and breakfast