I love Mini Cadbury Eggs.

I love, love, LOVE them.  And you can only buy them once a year! (okay, sometimes you can get them at Christmas, but they are red and green and ball shaped and I don't know why but they are not as good.) In fact, I am eating them as I type.  They are super creamy chocolate goodness surrounded by a crunchy candy shell that is coated in a cocaine-like substance. Seriously addictive and YUM. So once a year, I buy myself a bag every single time I go to the grocery store. Today I bought two (shhh! I hid them from Lohn and the kids!) And they are so wonderful, that I often bond with fellow chocolateers in the candy isles. Today I made a bosom friend in the in Walmart checkout line and had a rather extensive conversation on the many virtues of mini cadbury eggs.  I have heard people say that they don't like them (grrr) and to them I say- "You're not worthy," flick my hair back with my hand, put my nose in the air, and walk away.