Someone knows of my affection for sugar and marshmallows. I arrived to work and found eight little pink and blue peeps scattered all over my desk and computer. I lined them up on top of my monitor, and have been eating them one by one all morning.
I sent out an email to find the peep-leaving culprit, and in the ensuing email armada, found these links as well. Lord of the Peeps, and Peep Research.
Mmm. Peeeeeeps. I actually ate so many of them in my youth that I can no longer tolerate them. Gleah. Like peas, in that regard.
Bleagh. Peeps. Yuck. I’ll stick to chocolate eggs…
or jelly bird eggs…. mmm they’re my favorite!
grid: did you try the gingerbread men peeps that were out last Christmas?
so good. so, so good.
I hate peeps. I nearly go into a diabetic coma every Easter — just walking through Super America.
woah! Ginger bread peeps!?! Is nothing sacred!?
We were having this discussion on friday about favorite candy-hollidays, and holliday specific candy varieties. I mistakenly categorized Peeps as an Easter-only candy, but I guess it gets scratched off the list… just like jelly beans.
Remember back when we were kids, and jelly beans were virtually unheard of outside of easter? I blame Jelly Bellys, but my favorites are the Starburst Jelly Beans, which I am especially grateful are available outside of the season.
Anyway, I think my favorite easter-only candy has got to be those candy-coated marshmallow candy eggs. (Shaped like too-angular eggs, that somehow got mashed on one side.) At a party, someone who’d never had them before described the inside as less like marshmallow, and more like cotton candy, in that it disolves on your tongue. I love those…