I worked with a woman who was an alcoholic and her drinking would be in cycles. We knew she was drinking again when she would come into work with a 5-lb bag of red licorice and that's all we would see her eat (with coffee). I no longer work there and she was fired long before I quit but I can hardly look at licorice without feeling sick to my stomach. I'll probably never eat it again. Not to mention, she was a vile creature, to boot.