When I was a kid, I fell in love with Maraschino cherries. My folks bought them for their Manhattans, so I was only allowed a couple. When I asked for more they'd basically tell me that "I'd die if I ate the whole jar". I've lived on my own for 22 years, and I'm just realizing that to this day I've yet to buy a jar of maraschino cherries like subconsciously I'm convinced that I'd die or something because I shouldn't have them....
