Riddle Number 8

I am every shape, size and color

I am sweet, sour and salty

I am cheap and expensive

I am found on every continent

I am the joy of the young and the the old

From the very boring, to the very bold

I can last for years and years

Or be gone in an instant

I come in a plethora of packages

In glass, paper or plastic

I've been around far, far longer

Then your great, great grandmother

I am chilled to the bone

Or kept warm on a shelf

I'm the goal of

Every child's allowance

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