Friends in Germany.

Hari-bout a gummy bear?

Oh, to dive in.

Oh, to dive in.

Hah, hah.

It is said that much like a good man, a good gummy bear is tough on the outside, chewy on the inside.

It is also perhaps said that sweets and beer don’t mix. We and others might say that this edict would be incorrect.. In our humble opinion, the best candy snack to go along with a Tall Blonde (in all of its forms) is the gummy bear.

But before rushing off to the 99¢ section of the supermarket, consider getting a passport.

American gummy bears, laden with pounds of sugar in each creepy little bear face, do not properly serve the sodden craving; only the German gummy-delicacy company Haribo could possibly satisfy.

And there it is, just a hand's-reach-into-that-bag away.

And there it is, just a hand’s-reach-into-that-bag away.

Haribo gummies (or as the German might pronounce it, “goomy bears,” let’s say it all together now) come in myriad styles. Stick with the classic bear, or try the Phantasia mixed bag. That one features styles from the cola-flavored bottle to the stout tiki man (and we swear there is a technicolor Nuva ring in there somewhere. A Nuva ring. Delicious.)

The best place to find these gems on the cheap is in the “sundry” shops attached to offices downtown (if luck has it, one might spot the pinnacle of German gummy-candy-making achievement: green frogs with a soft, white candy bottom—what is that stuff??).

This is termed "gummy heaven."

This is termed “gummy heaven.”

Loathe the idea of a trip downtown? Go the Wench way: send a family member to Germany.

Auf Wiedersehen!

And now we present, a German friend of the Wench and the Boozehound singing the OG Haribo theme song!

Thoughts, sir/madam?