Chrystal Murphy

Dear Cadbury Creme Eggs,

I love you.

There, I said it. Love is not too strong a word when you consider your delicious milk chocolate shell and your gooey, delicious, gooeyness inside. I have no idea what the inside is made of, but it doesn’t matter. It looks like an egg yolk and some people find that disgusting, but not me. I find it…delicious.

Did I mention you are delicious? Because you are.

Sometimes in November I regret that I didn’t stash a whole case of your colorful foil wrapped eggs. Because I miss you so much. Because you’re delicious.

With Easter just a few days away, I know that you’ll be leaving soon. Gone for another year. The Seasonal isle at Target will be dark and dreary without you. I will think of you often. And next February, as soon as Valentine’s is over, I will begin my search for you once again.

Until then, know that my love for you will not weaken or lessen but only grow stronger with the memory of your…deliciousness.

(If you also love Cadbury Creme Eggs, consider this your last call. Don’t hold out for the “after Easter sale” – they won’t be there. Stock up now…or miss them terribly until next year.)