It all started with my first pack of Mentos back in high school. We'd drive across town to the only gas station that carried the object of our teenage gastronomical desire: mixed fruit mentos. From there things just mushroomed. If you have to be addicted to something in life, if that something is a deliciously fresh candy, count your blessings. Heck, I say celebrate. So crack open a new pack and enjoy!
Flavors I've found
Read about my pilgrimage to the Mentos factory
Stats from my year in Europe, including important Mentos metrics
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