Posts Tagged ‘Peeps’
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!