ginger drop

Last night I bought a ginger candy at the bodega on the corner. I found it in my bag and put it in my mouth on the train, just before my stop. It was strong. STRONG. I kept it in my mouth for a few minutes and then couldn't anymore because of the burning burning burning in my mouth but there was nowhere to put it. I had to carefully hold it between my teeth with my mouth closed around it as the train stopped and the people got out and we walked up the stairs and through the turnstile and up more stairs and into the rain and then finally I could spit it into the trash can on the corner. Blech! And I love ginger.