One of the nice things about hanging out with locals, is that they take you to places you would never think of going or be able to reach on your own. Before heading to Kaisa’s house for lunch we stopped off at the Brunberg candy factory where you can try as much candy as you want in the store. I don’t have much of a sweet tooth but I couldn’t pass up the toffee.
I also wanted to see the infamous racist candy people had told me about that formerly used a racist name and had been changed to licorice kisses. Sheepishly Iina showed me the candy with the updated packaging and admitted that it wasn’t much of an upgrade considering its past.
But before anyone judges I would point to our own racist candy in North America that we finally decided to call `licorice’ babies instead of it’s former racist name in the 1980s. It was always sold as pieces so there is no formal packaging but we certainly can’t point fingers.
But I can’t stop thinking about the packaging. I am sure they thought it was fine to change the name and image into a cartoon picture of a presumably African couple about to kiss under the moonlight. But does it go far enough?