It should be stated that I do not have a big sweet tooth. I like sweets, but I really have to be in the mood for them. And because of this, as a child, I was to able to enjoy my Halloween, Christmas, and Easter candies long after the holidays had passed, while my brother and sister had finished theirs off by the next day. My family would tell you that I hoarded the candy, but I was just saving it for days when I want candy. For example, it's summer vacation, and I feel like some chocolate...oh look, I still have chocolate Easter bunny stashed away. Sweet!!
Chocolate bunnies and I have become a family joke. Halloween would be approaching, and yep, Megan still has bunny left. Periodically, I would dig into my stash and notice that my bunny was smaller than the last time I looked. I would interrogate my family to find out who had eaten part of my candy, but to no avail. As I found out later in life, everyone was eating the bunnies, my parents included.
The beautiful, yet slightly damaged, bunny above is a staple in my kitchen. I received this one about four or five years ago. As you can see, I didn't get very far into it. A couple of years ago, my brother was home for a visit, and it took him about 30 seconds to spot the chocolate bunny. He and my sister had a big ol' laugh over that one. Now, I have chosen to not eat the bunny. I'll take the jokes and the laughter...it doesn't bother me. But just remember...when your chocolate bunny is long gone, I will still have one.