Cow Tale memories... I have a unique memory of caramel cow tails from when I was a child. It is a bit ridiculous, but I was a bit gullible. My grandpa told me about a delicious candy called cow tails. We lived on a farm so I thought we had plenty of those. I asked my grandpa if I could have one. He told me to go and get one for myself. He said those cow's tails had a fine, yummy powder on them. I thought I would go try it. I went out to one of our cows and tried licking the powder off it's tai! After all we did get the milk from those cows!
Well I must have frightened that cow when I pulled on her tail because she kicked me right in the eye. I was a pitiful sight. My grandpa and my parents felt really sorry for me because it was their fault for telling me that. They had no idea I would be dumb enough to believe it even though I was only five years old. So, they gave me a real caramel cow tail! I have always loved them. It made me feel better at a time when I thought I was really stupid for believing such a thing existed. I can't find them in any store now days. ~ Becky from Texas
I grew up in the middle of rural Iowa, we were miles from anywhere. So when we got to go to town it was really a big treat. I remember going out in the cow pasture to met my grandfather on the way back from his daily walks. I think he must have been 8 feet tall, anyway that's the way I remember.
When he was feeling good, and in a good mood, he would lean down and ask me if I had been a good girl that day. of course I always was good!!! Then he would give me a cow tale stick, or if he had none he would give me a few pennies to save for the next time that I got to go to town. I would be so rich that I could buy my own cow tales. They were always so sweet and creamy in my mouth. Sometimes I would even give my grandfather a little piece. I sure loved those cow tales, and this candy always brings back warm loving memories. Thank you!! ~ Lousena from Texas
I grew up really enjoying this candy in the late 70's early 80's as it brings back wonderful memories. I attended kindergarten through 2nd grade at a very small private school about 4 blocks from my grandma's house. My grandma would walk me to and from school everyday and we would always enjoy a cow tail for what seemed like longest walk back then. ~ Duane from Georgia
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