As soon as we got in the door with our bulging pillowcases of loot, the older...non-trick-or-treat...members of the family would pounce. We dumped the booty in the middle of the kitchen table and commenced sorting. Apples...no way! Popcorn balls...pretty good, but not quite there. The golden ticket, blue ribbon, cherry on the sundae...the prize of prizes...was the full-size candy bar...preferrably chocolate!
I just took a little trip to the Candy Wrapper Museum to find the candy we all wanted to find in our Trick-or-Treat bags.