Girling it up for LB.

Also, Ogged, it's too bad you don't live near D.C. We had a remedial egg-coloring class for the Jews yesterday. Had we both Jews and a Muslim, our cultural supremacy could have been complete it would have been awesome.

Ah, we blew our eggs first and scrambled them last week. And we were given two duck eggs too, which were tasty and very pretty. I nearly described them to someone as being "duck egg blue" and thought "OH!"

Wholesomest Unfogged post ever? Quite possibly.

That's me! Completely and totally wholesome.

Wholesome?? I think you missed that the post is a euphamism, teo.

A euphemism, even.

Or did I miss your sarcasm?

You can't be wholesome with Hellmann's. You need Duke's for that.

This comment brought to you by today's spirit of arbitrary allegiances.

How 'bout some Matzo Brei (as an antidote to the wholesomeness of these deviled eggs)?

The post being a euphemism would not necessarily impact its status as wholesomest Unfogged post ever.

9- right, but the part about yellow mustard pretty well disqualifies it.

How so?

You know what else is good? Adding a bit of horseradish to the egg yolk mixture.

I didn't get any eggs this year or any peeps or any candy. Stupid APA.

I'm not going to explain everything to you, teo. Someday the laundromat thing will work out for you, and you'll learn all about these things for yourself.

People don't actually eat peeps, do they?

I wanna blow 'em up in the microwave like Jesus did at the Last Supper.

Peeps are unquestionably the most abominable things ever to have been labeled "candy".

12: But now candy is cheap! Buy it on sale! (I've been circling the kids' Easter baskets like a shark that smells blood. I have a very hard time knowing that there's candy in the house and not eating it -- unfortunately, both children take after their father and want to eat one jellybean daily for six months, until they can start in on their Halloween candy. Rotten children; don't they understand gorging themselves?)

Who among us doesn't love peeps?

B posted a link to a recipe for foie gras with a peep glaze. Such a bad idea.

17: Holy shit, you mean your children make long term plans and stick to them, all on their own? Having older kids must be nice.

17: I was the same way as a child! Carefully hoard that Easter candy until Halloween; Halloween until Valentine's Day. Except for peeps, which are created stale and never eaten.

I don't think I really want any candy. I just want to have had the holiday. But I might buy some jellybeans.

20: I don't think it's an older/younger thing all that much -- they've always been like this, and I'm still not, and I'm 35.

17: That's my house, too, with me in the "well, if I eat all of it now it won't be around to tempt me later" role.

17: Er, yeah ... over the course of Saturday I managed to eat one of the chocolate bars meant for the offsprog's basket, one piece at a time. A marvel of self-serving self-delusion.

I think by "wholesome" I really meant "goyishe."

22: I guess I knew it wasn't an age thing, because I've read about Walter Mischel's "marshmallow experiment" where four year olds were told that they could have one marshmallow now or two later if they could only wait patiently. The four year olds who were able to restrain themselves were also able to control themselves better when they were interviewed again as teenagers. They were also "personally effective, self-assertive, and better able to deal with the frustrations of life"

The bastards.

You know what's surprisingly good? Manischewitz kosher-for-Passover chocolate. I've been eating it straight.

You know what's surprisingly bad? Unsweetened baking chocolate. I generally like very, very dark chocolate, the less sweet and sugary the better, and the other day I thought "hell, why not go whole-hog with this?" and bought a bar of baking chocolate to eat. Turns out that little bit of sugar makes a world of difference.

Peeps are teh awesome, peeple.

I tried matzo brei at the otherwise pretty decent Jewish deli we go to all the time, because of you people (Ben and Teo and whoever else has made a fuss about it). Sadly, sadly disappointing.

Yummy new Easter basket treat I discovered (and secretly ate about half of today): chocolate-covered sunflower seeds. Teh yum.

26: This morning I went over the results of a group of psych tests I had taken, and found I scored low on conscientiousness, and very low on agreeableness. I'm all proud.

Sort of on topic: I ate a peep this year, for the first time in my life. It was horrible. They should only be used in dioramas.

Peeps bubble and spark very satisfactorily when lit on fire.

jellybeans

Holy shit, I forgot all about jellybeans!

Here I was not missing having missed Easter altogether, but the jellybeans, folks.

So-called gourmet jellybeans are phenomenal. Years ago when working in community theater, a friend and I saved all the jalapeno jellybeans (dark green, black specks) and gave a full handful to the stage manager, an utter ass who deserved the mouthful he immediated popped.

Heh.

The matzoh brei I make is excellent. I come from a savory brei family, and firmly believe that savory is best. Mm.

Peeps are wonderful coffee sweeteners, especially when the two staring waxy eyes float to the top accusingly.

Peeps are wonderful coffee sweeteners, especially when the two staring waxy eyes float to the top accusingly.

Whatsoever you do to the least of my peeps, that you do unto me.

32: Too bad that was before Harry Potter Bertie Bots. Mmmm, booger.

33: Savory? Bleah. The only reason I tried it in the first place is that it was lyingly sold to me as being kinda like French toast. Damn Jews.

Madam, you may take your bleah and shove it!

Do you know what's awesome? Those malt-flavored egg candies. We were all fighting for those on Sunday.

Heh. But the "Damn Jews" is okay?

38: Cadbury's mini eggs? Double bleah. Peeps, I'm telling you. Peeps!

Does anyone remember what the Easter TV special was that was about the invention of jelly beans? I suddenly had this powerful memory of watching Easter TV and eating jelly beans when I was nibbling at a colleague's gift of Easter candy, but I can't remember anything else. I feel like it was claymation. But googling [claymation easter] gets me something that sounds wrong and is too new.

They're used to that.

38: Robins' eggs? I've been rifling the kids' baskets for them. There's something about seasonal candy -- while I suppose I could find Robins' eggs in November, I never think of them out of season. And then Easter comes, and I must have lots.

Shit. 42 to 39.

What the heck is a Harry Potter Bertie Bot?

I deduce that, whatever they are, they taste like boogers. And now, hm, I wonder whether I'd recognize something as tasting like boogers.

I shall have to ponder this.

These. The dirt and earthworm flavors are surprisingly good. I did not try the vomit, but the sardine one was gross and we all spit it out.

40, 43 - Robin's eggs, not Cadbury eggs. I suppose they're the same as Whoppers, really, but they taste so much better when they're Eastery.

Oh, the pepper one is good too.

If you're Sephardic you can eat corn during passover--I'll take chilaquiles over any form of matzoh brei. Kind of the same idea.

Fresh matzoh from a kosher bakery with the charoset recipe my mother in law makes is awesome. It's main ingredient is dates, not apples.

As for peeps, I liked making peep smores out of my easter bag: take a peep, stick some M & Ms into it, microwave until gooey, and eat on graham cracker. Tastes surprisingly good (granted, seeing the peep inflate in the microwave was 2/3 of the appeal).

easter basket. Can't write.

49: Yeah, chilaquiles are good. I mean, at least tortilla chips have salt.

49: Yeah, chilaquiles are good. I mean, at least tortilla chips have salt.

You say this AND ALSO sneer at my savory matzoh brei? Inconsistency, thy name is B!

If you're Sephardic you can eat corn during passover

Not only that, but those bastards get to have soft matzoh. SOFT! Some bread of affliction *they* eat.

I have not had your savory matzoh brei. Does it have salsa in it?

Family tradition dictates See's Candy for all major holidays (and Valentine's Day). I got my dark chocolate assorted pound box about a week ago, and there's about a third left now.

See's candy *is* quite yummy.

53: So the Spanish food as haute cuisine thing isn't quite as of-the-moment as I thought. Huh.

Jackmormon is a shill for Warren Buffett!

I am quite disturbed at the infiltration of "Big Candy" into the Easter treats. Jelly Bellies are one thing, but pastel wrapped Snickers, while delicious, destroy the fabric of our society.

It does not have salsa in it. However, it does have garlic. Also, it is the case the only matzoh brei I have met that I like as much as my own in my mother's.

58: Snickers shmickers. PK got Lindt truffle eggs. If I'm gonna steal candy, I want to steal something good.

Let the anger flow through you, B.

57.--Wow, I had no idea he owned the company these days.

in s/b is, obv.

You mean it's not the little old lady on the package? Sad!

62 - A likely story. Enjoy your ill-gotten GEICO wealth!

61: But that would be uncongenial.

Mary See (and her son) did open the company during the Depression and afterwards, as per legend. They haven't been able to hire only elderly women in this anti-discrimination laws, but that was their original hiring preference and still tends to be the norm, imx.

60. I think that is why Easter treats used to be off brand cheap chocolate, to keep Mama's hand out of the basket. Now that the Me Generation is the one providing the treats (with apologies to the Easter Bunny) the quality goes up, and basket shrinkage occurs. Or as we say Chez Leech, a candy tax. That taxes are a bad thing gets reinforced early for better Pavlovian results.

Let it flow through you, I said.

I believe Mary See's grandchildren sold it to Warren Buffett in the early '70s, after Buffett promised to leave it under current management. It was the first company he bought at a non-fire-sale price, after much prodding from Charlie Munger, his business partner.

Au contraire. The lesson is that taxes are a contribution to the very same invisible hand that provides the climate in which you thrive and gained your wealth to begin with. Hurrah!

69: What, I'm a vessel now?

Ha! I went to the market today, confident that there would be peeps on sale. But noooooo - not a bit of Easter candy to be seen. I can only hope that it was all donated to homeless children, for whom I have nothing but sympathy.

OTOH, having had to fast for two days and spending most of today watching the blinking light on the machine recording data from the camera in my stomach, I would probably wrench the peeps from the tiny little hands of homeless children without a second thought...

Ooo, neat. One of those pill cameras?

And nothing scary, I hope.

71. Comity! Grumbling acceptance of that you cannot change and a necessary evil, like parents.

70.--According to Wikipedia, it was in 1972. A good buy.

Hey, they're expanding! Nice. Come to Ohio, See's!

58 gets it so right.

Peeps are teh awesome, peeple.

Next up, BitchPhD explains why fruitcake is the bestest cake of all.

Family tradition dictates See's Candy for all major holidays (and Valentine's Day).

This used to be my family tradition, but Mom's really slacked off on that.

Matzo brei is gross, but haroset is TEH AWESOME.

I did not have Easter eggs this year, but I did get my hot cross bun fix. (At Fatapple's, not ATM, you pervs.)

And this, on Ficke's page, made me throw up in my mouth a little:

some fine-looking cre"egg"tions.

When we were kids, my dad used to travel out of town for a hockey tournament every Easter weekend. He left behind him three clues in hideous doggerel, one per day, to help us find the half-pound box of See's milk chocolate he'd hidden somewhere in the house. He hid them in some pretty diabolical places, like wrapped in plastic and buried in a flower planter, or taped behind a drawer. Good memories.

Fatapple's

Whoa. The one by the Sunset Cemetary?

Thread in general: "See's" s/b "Gertrude Hawk"

Yup. It's the only place I've seen them in recent years, and they're nothing like the ones I had as a kid, but they'll do.

81 is awesome.

72: As if that was unexpected?

Just saying.

Sometimes the dog---or ants---would find the candy before we did. I think the candy was replaced when that happened.

Magpie, I know that restaurant very well.

I had hot cross buns for the first time this year. They were kind of gross, which surprised me as they seemed like they should, in theory, be yummy. I think it was because (1) they were not hot and (2) the icing tasted too much of shortening.

88: I suspected you might, based on some of your blog posts.

Do you live around there? I'm from about a half-mile north-east.

We (well, C) did a cryptically-clued egg hunt for the kids this year. 20 clues, and the children have all been a bit under the weather. It took about an hour and three of them cried. And one of the hiding places was the recycling bin - 2 hours in a dark plastic bin in the warm sun? The chocolate cow melted.

Wailing and gnashing of teeth is part of the experience.

Much like matzoh brei, hot cross buns can be delicious but sadly often are not.

JM: E-mail me.

Rotten puns aside, our eggs aren't so bad! I'm proud of our friends for being so creative. Most of them.

Becks, I can't believe nobody has as of yet taken you to task for your mustard preferences. Consider yourself taken to task! French's? Avast! That is not mustard. My mother's recipe for Deviled Eggs called for mustard powder, and I might substitute grain mustard for it, but French's? Maybe if that's all that was in the fridge.

Fucking peeps? Blech. Life is too short to sit around pretending styrofoam is delicious. It's all about the peanut butter & chocolate bunnies.

97 -- have you any Grey Poopon?

98: Those are the best! Except for the peanut butter.

Those little miniature Reese's Cups are like crack.

My family made Ukrainian eggs, which were quite impressive. I myself went out drinking with my brother's in-laws, because I don't do eggs. It was fun, because my 28-year-old niece's cousin thought I was my niece's skanky boyfriend.