I really wanted to hate this game. Everything from the icon, to the design, to the introductory “story,” to the overly simplified controls initially made my skin crawl. I could only expect for this feeling to continue on as I trudged through next few hours of gameplay. It wasn’t until the fourth or fifth run through that I realized my cynicism had become, dare I say it, sugar coated. My frustrations began to find grounding in the fact that I wasn’t doing as well as I knew I could as opposed to a true aversion to the game itself. This is when I realized that I had more of a sweet tooth than I would have ever guessed.