Happy Easter, everyone. I hope the skies stayed clear for us this morning so we could celebrate sunrise services on the banks of the Stones River (where my children used to say, “Christ rose from the dead on the battlefield.”)
It’s been so cold that we probably won’t know ‘til the last minute. Maybe Mother Nature will give us a better scenario this year than she did last; last year it was drizzling and FREEZING.
Easter Sunday just happens to be my birthday this year. We usually get together for Easter, and I’m glad my children won’t have to go out of their way to meet further obligations for me. It’s not that they ever complain about anything they do with family. They don’t.
They all enjoy being together and treat me like a queen. But with their friends getting married and having babies and birthdays and other celebratory parties occasions, they have so many obligations that I don’t want to be yet another one. I want to be that soft place that they have to fall.
So we’ll enjoy today, and then they’ll probably count the weeks until Mother’s Day. I sent the children e-mails telling them I don’t want gifts; cards will be fine. Hope they pay heed. We usually do the turkey/ham/dressing stuff later in the afternoon (after 8 a.m. breakfast at the Krystal), but I think we’ll do brunch this year.
And for the first time I can ever remember, I don’t think the Easter Bunny is paying anyone here a visit. It’s always something, isn’t it? Didn’t we just finish paying the credit cards for Christmas and exchange Valentine’s gifts and have we had St. Patrick’s Day yet? And what’s coming next?
With my youngest being 27, if I’m out I might buy each an iTunes gifts card, but it’s not really on the top of my list ... nor theirs, I think. They don’t expect anything.
But Easter reminds me of chocolate, and while I’m not a huge choc-a-holic I enjoy the really good stuff as much as anyone from time to time. When we were younger Daddy bought Mother Whitman Samplers, which she, of course, shared with us (I might have hidden a couple of my favorites if I were her).
We loved the way the box had the name of each candy written inside, though we all loved the caramel and butter cremes. Fast forward to 2009, and I think chocolate doesn’t have the same taste it once had. If you pay top dollar for Payard, Godiva or some of the others you might get the flavors you’re looking for (and pay for it), but have you noticed how waxy some things you put in your mouth taste these days?
I saw Matt Lauer of the “Today” show interview a consumer correspondent who was boycotting Hershey’s because they have changed to less expensive ingredients, switching cocoa butter – which gives chocolate it’s creamy texture –with vegetable oil. Some of Hershey’s products have altered labels that refer to them as “chocolate candy” or “chocolatey” instead of the former real “milk chocolate.”
Hershey’s still offers real milk chocolate in Hershey’s Kisses, Reese’s Peanut Butter cups and it’s classic Hershey Bar. But they’re among the few. I read online that cocoa prices soared in early 2009, so it appears that we’ll either have to pay more or enjoy the taste less. I guess we can learn to settle for “Peeps.”