So you’re telling me that Good Friday is a holiday (presumably called that because it was Jesus’ last fun, good night out with friends), but the day after Easter somehow isn’t one? Even though that’s when all the CVS Easter candy goes 75% off? So dumb. This should be the day we come together with (vaccinated) loved ones and share in what really matters – bites of $3 hollow chocolate rabbit ears and fistfuls of kinda hard jelly beans.
Anyway. I ate 2 handfuls of these little chocolate eggs for lunch today, then felt sick all afternoon. Let’s dive in.
Taste: 5/5
Easter has the best candy, hands down. I may hate eating actual eggs (gross), lamb (feels too sad to eat) and bunnies (can’t catch them), but the chocolate versions? Unbelievable. And the Cadbury Mini Eggs are the best of the best.
And, like all great things (Shamrock Shakes, Vanessa Hudgens holiday movies, and pop-up Spirit of Halloween stores ), they’re only available for a tiny little window each year. If I was a wiser person, this would be a valuable lesson about enjoying life’s fleetingO moments. Instead, it’s a lesson on stockpiling candy in every corner of my apartment.
Appearance: 5/5
They’re perfect tiny pastel eggs that look like they popped out of the behinds of the world’s most beautiful (chocolate) birds. I’d hot glue these on my wall and charge people $5 to see them.
Pairs Well With:
Half a can of flat Diet Coke that you think is from yesterday and two tiny clementines because you recently read an article about scurvy and now are convinced you have it.
Overall: 5/5
The finest restaurants in the world serve up absolute garbage slop compared to 1-2 handfuls of Cadbury Mini Eggs. Bobby Flay wishes he could cook food like this.