Hebert Candy Mansion - Company History

Company History

In 1917 The Hebert Candies was founded when Frederick E. Hebert purchased a copper kettle, knife, table iron, and thermometer for $11.00.

In 1946 Mr. Hebert purchased a Tudor stone mansion in Shrewsbury, Massachusetts, on Route 20, then the major route connecting Central Massachusetts with Boston. He moved his candy-making operations there, and America's First Roadside Candy Store was born.

In 1935, August Merckens, a prominent confectioner in his own right, perfected a European recipe for white chocolate and was contracted to produce it for Frederick Hebert. He subsequently introduced the first White Chocolate confection to America, at his store on Vernon St. in Springfield, Massachusetts.

Frederick Hebert and his two sons Gerald and Raymond Hebert successfully grew the business to nine retail outlets in the New England area and shipped candy around the world. Later, Gerald would buy out his brother Raymond and assume sole ownership. Gerald Hebert's sons Ronald, Richard, Frederick, Jr. and daughter Dianne developed the candy bar fund raising business for Hebert Candies. They later sold millions of candy bars to organizations in United States and Canada.

Hebert Candies was acquired in August 2005 and continues its retail operation and manufacturing facilities at the Candy Mansion.

Previously in 2004, Hebert Candies had sold the chocolate bar manufacturing equipment and fundraising portion of the company to LaMontagne of Canada. LaMontagne and the new owner of Hebert's, Pete Perkins of Sabrosa Foods, could not come to terms and subsequently LaMontagne severed ties and ceased production of chocolate bars labeled for Hebert Candies.

The iconic, Tudor-style candy mansion is located at 575 Hartford Turnpike, Shrewsbury, Massachusetts.

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