Not usually a big fan of the place, but they have REAL Necco conversation hearts. Not blue raspberry flavored, not sparkly, not Brach's adulteration of the confection. The real deal, taste-of-my-childhood, hard-as-rocks, minty, chalky little hearts with puzzling sayings stamped on them. I can die happy now. (Look, the horrid blue raspberry debacle was that bad, seriously.)
The kids were over the moon to get to explore the candy racks, can you tell?