Andrea Langworthy's column: A nutty memory
Last week, the Minneapolis StarTribune had a story about St. Paul’s Pearson Candy Company. Hoping to get a share of the Halloween market, the establishment now makes individual-sized bars. Mini Salted Nut Rolls. Num, num.
Reading the article took me back to the 1980s when I was selling cars at a Chevrolet dealership in Bloomington. Two days a week, I worked from mid-afternoon until 9 p.m.