[Nods, after a pause, looking a little awkward at first, though his expressions softens into a small, almost nostalgic smile that should answer his question better than his actual words do.]
Yeah. We used to go visit my grandparents in Poland, when I was little, and Mom always got this big bag of black candy from there to bring back -- I sneaked into the kitchen in the middle of the night to taste one, and ended up spitting it out so loudly I actually woke up both my parents.