I personally loathe them, but my better half can’t get enough of them when we visit my family in the US. Luckily I’ve somehow convinced him that they wouldn’t be allowed back through UK customs, as one year at Christmas he attempted to shove about 20 into his (already bulging) suitcase.

He and my brother ate them later that night. We caught our flight home the next day, and I spent most of the flight wishing for an altitude drop so the oxygen masks would fall from the ceiling. [xx(]