Posts Tagged ‘Easter’
These peeps are of an unfamiliar sort. All cramped up inside the bag, 24 to a room, it’s the factory farming of peeps. They took them out of their bag free, free-range boxes and stuck them into a bag. After yesterday’s “Peepa” march against bagged peeps, I decided to get a bag to see what the disturbance was about.
I rip off the seal and unzip the dark cave where the peeps reside. My hand reaches down and the bag crinkles. It’s warm and soft, I just grab something because I’m not sure where each one starts and ends. I pull it out of the bag and it looks just like I’d expect any bagged peep to look after transport. Squished; no structural stability whatsoever, I can see the sadness in its eyes, it knows that life wasn’t supposed to be like this, it dreams of what else could be out there, but it knows of nothing else but the bagged life. He has heard stories of the strong, brightly colored peeps with a whole box of room shared with only four others, where they were able to grow strong and stand up on their own. But those stories are as good as myth to this cramped marshmallow creature.
These mini peeps are a soft, melt-in-your-mouth style gooey substance, not quite the feeling of a typical marshmallow. (My guess is that they must have been affected by the inhumane culture of the bag). This gooey substance is the tar of a hot-chocolate-packet-tasting feather.
Satisfying and highly sharable, but these peeps lack the structural soundness of that classic peep that holds the memories and taste of Spring.
Hot chocolaty squished peeps… hear them shqueep.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but Springtime tastes a bit like marshmallow Peeps, at least in my mind. It’s hard to separate the two, since my childhood Easter memories are permanently intertwined with these little bits of deliciousness.
I love this photo because of the off-center placement of the Peeps, in addition to the combination of colors. Yellow and blue go together when set off by green, at least in this picture. Beautiful Girlfriend would tell me that they complement each other or supplement or something. She’s a real artist and knows this stuff. Plus she brings a whole palette of springtime colors to my day every time I see her. unfortunately, she doesn’t care for Peeps as much as I do, which I guess means more for me. If that’s not complementary, I don’t know what is!
Good job on the photo, Sofia, and enjoy the taste of Springtime!
Yes, I am thinking about having an Easter party this year. In the past that would have been a no-go, but this year I am open to change and thinking that maybe I will give it a whirl. After all, my seersucker suit and red bow tie missed a whole season of use last year, as I whiled away the time with other matters.
I like this photo because it shows a neat way to incorporate Easter candy into a party favor arrangement. I like the little jars with pink ribbon. I don’t know if I would do that myself, since probably my Easter party will be less, well, frilly, because I am a guy, but I think it is done well here. This is an easy way to make candy party favors.
Want to come over and help Beautiful Girlfriend and me carve a giant ham? We will have sweet potatoes with marshmallow topping too (maybe even circus peanut topping if BG isn’t watching too closely), if that suits your taste more than green beans do.
Candy by rodrigoturco.
When I was a kid my brother and I ate almost nothing but candy, especially the yummy Easter chocolates probably until about mid-afternoon when our mother made us put down the sweet stuff in exchange for a plate of ham or something. Really? Trade chocolate for ham? Who wants to do that? One thing I always wanted to see in my Easter basket was one of those giant chocolate bunnies like the woman in the photo has. I practically dreamt of devouring one of those, eating it feet first so it couldn’t hop away.
That would have been awesome. Maybe Mom will read this and know what to send me. Despite my age, I would still accept an Easter basket if anyone offered. Yes, that’s a hint. Maybe Jon will send me some candy.
Photo by Theresa Thompson.