This candle has been following me around for some time. I had three or four vegetable candles in cans, one may or may not have been an eggplant.
They all sold in my store, this one didn’t quite. I think it was because deep down I didn’t want it to. You could call it the power of negative thinking.
The dilemma with this object is that much of its charm lies in the concept (and the funky ’70s package graphics). Put it to the can opener and no more tomato candle in a can—all you have left is a tomato candle, something even more useless in its way. I rarely set fire to candles shaped like food, especially vegetables.