Last August, I was standing in a candy store in Spain looking for an interesting sweet for my students. It was like standing inside of a sweetened rainbow; everywhere you looked, there were bins full of individual candies. I didn’t just want anything that tasted great. I wanted something that looked unusual, maybe even intimidating. My Spanish friends recommended Pikotas. Without even trying one, I scooped the entire bin into a bag and readied myself for this fun school assignment.
You can’t tell what a Pikota looks like from the outside. The wrapper is cherry-red with “P!kotas” written in white bubble letters on the outside. Once you open it, it’s as if the Sugar Plum Fairy from the Nutcracker just gave you a treat. Pikotas sparkle and glimmer. The crystallized sugar that coats the small, marble-sized ball isn’t white though; it’s the same dark, cherry-red color as the wrapper.
When I put the Pikota up to my lips, the sugar coating felt like fine-grade sandpaper. On my tongue, the candy bumped along it. I was immediately struck by a sweet, fruity flavor similar to Hawaiian Punch. During the first few moments the Pikota was in my mouth, I let the candy roll from side to side next to my teeth. Then it happened—I bit down. The grainy sugar coating split and cracked, revealing a soft center. It reminded me of a jellybean, but with a rough, sugary coating. My mouth was rewarded for its impatience. That bite led to a burst of cherry flavor that exploded on my tongue. It was like a firework that has a second blast of color. Unfortunately, when it was over and the candy was gone, I longed for another Pikota to pop into my mouth. Good thing I bought the store out of its Pikotas!
The Pikotas proved to be the perfect candy for my Unusual Foods assignment. You can only get them in Spain—making them unusual. Once you get past the rough exterior, you realize these intensely sweet cherry treats are truly tasterific.
Mrs. broulliette when i read this i thought wow i would sure like another pikota your report was way better than mine but of course your a teacher/writer and you have a lot of practice thank you for the pikota!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
By: kira on November 10, 2009
at 3:25 pm
the story on the P!kotas was really interresting, more inteerresting then mine!!i knew where u where at and what it tasteed like!! when i read your’s mine sounded lame.i liked the discripded words u used.if i didnt know wat they tasted like and looked like ur writing would really help me!!!
By: kolby collins on November 9, 2009
at 5:29 pm
That was great I actually felt like I was in the candy store. Your story reminded me when I tasted the Pikota. I totally wish that my stories were as good as yours. I never new you were such a great writer.
By: Faith W. on November 9, 2009
at 3:33 pm
nice story mrs.b
By: shawn r on November 9, 2009
at 3:25 pm
I like what you say in this story. The way you word it was amazing.
By: Sarah D on November 9, 2009
at 3:24 pm
The Pikotas is branded Dulciora (Cadbury Spain), located in Valladolid. Dulciora is well known in the world of the trinket.
The piKotas, with K (remember not to confuse them with cherries), do not have the same beneficial qualities of natural sisters … in fact they share is the only way the red and the intense flavor.
They are small candies shaped ball covered with bright red sugar and filled with a squishy rubber also red.
You can eat them … sucking and forms slowly enjoying the taste, or yielding to the impulses and breaking the layer of sugar with his teeth, to get into a frenzy. I recommend trying the two choices:
By: Bernardo on October 13, 2009
at 11:41 am
The pillory is a variety of cherry. All the picks are cherries and berries are not all the picks. One of its features is visible not occur without the tail, but the mature dry through the cherry, not the branch, so to pick it up do not have tails. If you want to cheat by giving you another variety pillory, should be a taster of cherries to know
By: Bernardo on October 13, 2009
at 11:34 am
I loved it, it made me feel like i was in Spain in the cady store with you and i knew exactly what you tasted and when. I wish all my stories were that good.
By: Makenzie L on October 12, 2009
at 7:59 pm