In an echoing, high-ceilinged chamber in Northern California, there spin row upon row of what look like small cement mixers. The gleaming metal drums churn for hours on end while white-uniformed technicians pour in sugar, corn starch, color, and certain other, more miraculous concoctions.

from Pocket http://www.theatlantic.com/food/print/2010/08/sweet-memories-how-jelly-belly-invents-flavors/61477/
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