Once upon a garden there lived a tiny soul who wanted more than anything to make the perfect candy to fill everygnome with holiday cheer. This was gno easy task, as you might imagine. To be "perfect" the candy must be enjoyed by all in the Gnomish community. It must have a scent that lingers in the air long after the candy is eaten. It must look festive enough to make each gnome who eats one feel special and warm and cozy inside. This little gnome wanted to make a holiday treat that was so tasty that the elder gnomes and young gnomelings alike would smile whenever they thought of it, long after the winter season was done. I know what you're thinking. That's quite a task for somegnome as small as he, and after trying all different shapes, flavors and colors, even he would admit that he had his little doubts about whether or gnot he could achieve something so big. Then, as luck would have it, one particularly cold winter day the air was filled with such a lovely scent that he knew he just HAD to find out why. As he followed his gnose, he found himself face to face with the sweetest little snail you could possibly imagine. And the rest? Gneedless to say, the rest is just Gnomish history.