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Annual reminders
Apr. 11th, 2009 09:56 amPassing along our ancient family tradition (4 generations so far), I wish to share the following words of wisdom with you.
1) Solid chocolate bunnies are the only acceptable kind. Hollow or creme filled bunnies are impostors and must be treated with all due suspicion.
2) When preparing to devour your chocolate bunny, you begin by picking it up by the legs or body. Swing the bunny firmly until the head impacts with a solid surface, such as a table or countertop. This will stun the bunny into unconsciousness, at which point you may begin eating. I generally recommend eating the head first, because once the brain is gone the bunny will no longer feel pain. Otherwise you'll need to devour the entire bunny before he/she regains consciousness.
Oddly enough one of my earliest childhood memories is of a pink foil-wrapped Easter Bunny given to me by a neighbor when we lived in Hartford, which meant I was no more than 3. I can still remember the dilemma--I wanted the beautiful foil bunny but it would have to be destroyed to get the tasty chocolate inside. In the end my parents carefully unwrapped the bunny for me, then stuffed the foil with tissue paper so I could have my bunny and eat it too.
1) Solid chocolate bunnies are the only acceptable kind. Hollow or creme filled bunnies are impostors and must be treated with all due suspicion.
2) When preparing to devour your chocolate bunny, you begin by picking it up by the legs or body. Swing the bunny firmly until the head impacts with a solid surface, such as a table or countertop. This will stun the bunny into unconsciousness, at which point you may begin eating. I generally recommend eating the head first, because once the brain is gone the bunny will no longer feel pain. Otherwise you'll need to devour the entire bunny before he/she regains consciousness.
Oddly enough one of my earliest childhood memories is of a pink foil-wrapped Easter Bunny given to me by a neighbor when we lived in Hartford, which meant I was no more than 3. I can still remember the dilemma--I wanted the beautiful foil bunny but it would have to be destroyed to get the tasty chocolate inside. In the end my parents carefully unwrapped the bunny for me, then stuffed the foil with tissue paper so I could have my bunny and eat it too.