Cherry Nibs are delicious little chewy nubbins. They kick the ass of all Twizzler-named products, even any that are bite-sized or cherry-flavored. O Nib! Rustic in form, the essence of simplicity. Not overwrought and twisty like that pretender to the red-licorice throne, the Twizzler. Nor ridiculous, like stringy licorice rope.
That said, I must give mad props to Twizzlers for helping me out today. Ben was so keen on getting to play in the McDonalds "tubes," he gathered up too much masticated McNugget in his mouth without swallowing. "Ew," you say. Exactly! So he puked on us (mostly on him, and the seat, and the floor—though somehow my glasses were spattered). Imagine my delight when the puke was reminiscent of the Twizzlers that had been contained in his stomach. Fruity and sweet, not putrid and vomitaceous. Thank you, Twizzlers!