'Easter is the only time of year it's cool to put all of your eggs in one basket.'
When I was growing up, my family didn't have a lot of money. My parents, as much as I loved them, were also not that creative. For as long as I can remember, our Easter candy remained the same. We never got gifts, new clothes or Easter baskets. We woke to find a dozen or so of those chewy, overly sugared candies 'sort of hidden' in the living room. I think they were technically called marshmallow candies, but the centers were not fluffy like a marshmallow, but sugary and hard, and within a short period of time, almost to hard to eat.
Then, we got one small solid chocolate bunny. The cheap kind, the one dollar kind, the kind not in a box, but just wrapped in hard plastic. Not the best tasting chocolate for sure, but we still were happy, and like most who open a chocolate bunny, we began with the ears.
I feel a little guilty about how much we complained when we were kids, comparing our hard candies and cheap bunnies to the large Godiva and Lindt chocolate my friends got. As I got older though, I began to appreciate the predictability of our Easter goodies. When I was older, I used to do up big Easter baskets for my parents, with tons of chocolate and NO MARHMALLOW eggs. They usually commented that I spent too much, but enjoyed eating it well into May and June.
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