I’m in Love

I know its not April yet, but I have to admit something.

I love Easter.

There are many reasons why, like the fact its finally spring and the risk of snow is (mostly) gone, the birds are chirping and the early plants are starting to come into bloom. That and I love brunch and Easter egg hunts. But, one of the big reasons, is the chocolate. Oh, the chocolate. Bunnies, chicks, the lastest cartoon characters, and maybe the best of them all, the eggs.

I know I know, there is chocolate with Valentines Day, and oh that is good too, but I find Valentine’s day comes with a lot of pressure and planning. And, it usually occurs when its grey and cold and just generally gross outside.

And, Valentine’s day doesn’t come with this:

Maybe its a tad embarrassing to look forward to a season because of candy, but its just OH-SO-GOOD.

When you peel off the wrapper, you are faced with the egg shaped chocolate.

It doesn’t look like much. Unremarkable. So innocent. And then, you break that chocolately egg apart…

And you meet the ooey, gooey marshmallow-ness.

The chocolate shell has a wonderful snap, around the chewy, gooey marshmallow. There is no way to eat it daintily, you just have to get in there and enjoy every tiny wayward morsel.

Its murder on my newly worked on teeth, but surprisingly easy on the waistline compared to other treats (well, if you only have one of course….yeah…). It has 80 calories and 2.5 g of fat.

Not that it really crosses my mind when I’m licking marshmallow off my fingers.