My mother loves them. I prefer them fresh, even if some are very fancy with all kinds of chocolate and nuts on them.
We first saw them I think 20 years ago, when we met up in NYC for Christmas time. We went to Saks and there they were on display tables - but the common ones today are pale imitations. They were BIG, and absolutely encapsulated in choc and caramel, etc.
This matches up with the story my husband just told me of a lawsuit over Bob Evans’ food killing a couple, allegedly. Have to see if it is in here.
But what my wife and I remember most about BE's is an event that happened at one BE's in northern Michigan. It concerned an extremely grumpy, old woman and her son(?) who had taken his mother out for dinner. The old biddy loudly complained about everything from the moment she arrived until we left. Her son, who was not real young either, could not assuage her ranting and raving. My wife and I still have a big giggle about that incident.