Jelly beans and marshmallow peeps will soon be flying off the grocery shelves. Yes, it’s the time of the year when parents give into the Easter Bunny and allow him to dump cartloads of sugar into their homes.
Each year, for my Easter basket, my mother made me a big coconut-cherry egg covered in dark, rich chocolate. She even put my name on it with a powered sugar icing. (Did I mention that I was an only child?) I still recall the taste and texture of those heavenly Easter confections.
My love of dark chocolate, instilled in me so long ago, remains to this day. But, it’s a satisfaction I allow myself sparingly. I’m particularly drawn to the chocolate at Fountain on Locust, which I consider a “Comfort Food Station”—an oasis for body and soul.
No matter what I order—salad, sandwich, soup, or soda—I usually get a few strips of their chocolate-covered orange peels to take home.
Once when I was there, they had run out and were making a fresh batch. I would have to wait ten minutes, the clerk said I told him I was prepared to do that.
A Bizarre Bunny
Easter confections have moved to a new level since my mother made chocolate-covered eggs for me. I read several years ago of the ultimate Easter bunny, one carved over a two day period by a former Harrods’ chef.
The bunny made of Tanzanian chocolate, weighed 11 pounds and boasted a whopping 548,000 calories! Hold on to your Easter bonnet—- it was priced at $49,000!
The extra costs came from the eyes being enhanced with diamonds worth about $37,400 and three chocolate eggs decorated with gold leaf. Talk about something too good to eat! There was no mention of who bought the rare rabbit.
Thought for the Season
“Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands and then eat just one of the pieces.” ~Judith Viorst