The Story of Raley's Confectionary
It's hard to say where the candy making adventure began. Looking back I sometimes feel like I've always been on this journey. For the purposes of this narrative, lets start in the spring of 2006. I was enrolled in the medical laboratory sciences program at the University of Central Florida. Now, academics had never been a strong point of mine, but between my apathy for the subject in general, my teen(and tween) angst, and the difficulty of the program I was reaching spectacular new lows in achievement.
The University decided to finally put me out of my misery in the form of an academic suspension. Shortly after hearing the news I sat down on the couch and realized that, for the first time in my life, the future was a clean slate. There were no obligations and no plans. I didn't have anyone telling me where to be or what to do. I also didn't really know how I was going to feed and clothe myself, if I would be delivering pizza for the rest of my life.
Naturally, I did what most folks do when presented with such a heady dilemma. I plopped down on the couch and turned on the television. The Food Network happened to be on, and there was a guy in a brightly lit kitchen twirling a giant brightly colored hunk of molten sugar much to the delight of several dozen onlookers of all ages. Little did I know that I was going to spend a lot of time in the kitchen with the guy on the TV.
I watched the segment to the end with lazy fascination rapidly turning into enchantment. I could do that! I could make candy. What's more, the Candymaker on TV was only a couple of hours away. A few days later on the way back from an interstate motorcycle trip I stopped by the candy shop and somehow talked my way into a job.
From then until now I have made candy nearly every day.
To be continued...