Peep Photo deleted… apparently nyc dreamer was not amused…—-
I am not Christian. I celebrate the pagan/commercial version of Easter. Now, I believe in God and I love the nice sentiments of what Jesus said when it is not being wildly misconstrued. I do think the last thing he would want to see if he ever graced us with his physical presence would be a cross and quite possibly we would treat him like a psycho cult leader if he ever announced he was here amoung us. All that said… I think the man could get behind the consumption of Peeps in his name.
“Do this in remembrance of me” or “”Body of pastel baby chicks for you.”
Peeps are my favorite part of Easter/Ostara/Spring. I know they make them now for other holidays but for some reason the Easter ones taste a litlte different to me.
My sweet & lovey cousin Nick Nak mentioned a great idea to us one year and we have observed this particular tradition in our house ever since… We roast the pastel baby chicks over a candles flame and eat them toasted to a crisp. It makes this yummy confection that much better.
Peeps don’t last long at our house. They barely make it into the easter baskets. Sometimes the Easter bunny takes a bite out of the Peeps head just to let Mogo know that the bunny likes them too.
I lurve Peeps too! They are fabulous to make smores with rather than just plain old boring marshmallows.
I always open the package so they get just a little bit hard before I eat them.
Body of pastel baby chicks? The funniest thing I have read today!