Chocolate Bunny Ear Peril

It sounds like chocolate bunny ears are in as much peril at Sar’s place as they are around here:

“Let’s have a Spring-like Easter party instead,” I suggested. “Chocolate bunnies and an egg hunt and birthday cake icing in individual servings so everyone can lick the stuff out of their own bowl. And jelly beans everywhere!”

“Only if you swear not to eat the ears off all the bunnies.”

“I don’t swear.”



But I’m good at eating chocolate bunny ears. It’s what I do.

“I’ll get the baskets next time I go shopping. Easter baskets for everyone. That’ll be fun! How many do you think we should invite?”

“No more than 20.”

FORTY chocolate bunny ears! YESSSS!

“I can’t wait.”


“What’s that for?”

“For whatever you’re thinking.”


Last year it was chocolate marshmallow bunnies. Six, count them six, boxes of ’em. Carefully stacked behind another pile of clutter out of my normal sight lines … until the other pile of clutter caught a gravity storm and slid sideways ought of the way.

“Bethie me love, you think you got enough chocolate marshmallow bunnies this year?”

(Guilty look, slight roll of eyes back in head as she tries to think of something that sounds better than admitting to her planned orgy of bunny-ear-nibbling.)

“Um, most of those are for my mom….”

As indeed they probably were. They say it sucks to get old, and I’m sure it’s true… because your most dutiful children start bringing you boxes of chocolate bunnies with no freakin’ ears!

The old woman may be going blind, but she’s not that blind.

  1. Bethie commented on March 14th, 2007:

    LOL They were too for my mom! I just had to check them for freshness, you know. I can’t give her stale bunnies and you never know if they’re the bunnies they didn’t sell last year. That’s my story! ;-)

  2. Mija commented on March 15th, 2007:


    It would be fair turn about if it were my mom. I swear I was 11 before I knew they were supposed to even HAVE ears.

  3. SpankBoss commented on March 15th, 2007:

    Bethie my love, there’s a flaw in your story. And it is this.

    It’s very hard to sell bunnies with one fresh ear and one stale ear. So if you’re just checking for freshness, nibbling both ears seems, er, excessive?

  4. Amber commented on March 15th, 2007:

    Not kinky story, but scary. Once upon a time, when I was a flower of the mountain, I mean a 3-year-old in the Soviet Union, one of my first memories is being waken up in the middle of the night by my mom who came back from Moscow where she took a certification test, and giving me a chocolate bunny she brought with her – kind of a rarity at that particular place where I lived. I remember biting off the ears and discovering, to my great horror, that the bunny was hollow on the inside, and I still remember being mortified by a black hole inside the bunny. I remember crying and refusing to eat the rest of the bunny, because of how scared I was. I later regretted it when the USSR was about to collapse and the times were incredibly lean, not eating that bunny back then.

    My first Easter in US some 3 years ago, my beloved fiance, much moved by the story, gave me a chocolate bunny, which I couldn’t eat until Easter, and then I discovered that this bunny was solid, not hollow, but tasted terrible, like most stuff from the supermarket. Still, I was so touched, and now he gives me a chocolate bunny every year.

  5. Bethie commented on March 15th, 2007:

    No, Sweetie, the excessive part was when I “forgot” to give her the last box which I slyly enjoyed while hiding behind my computer screen when no one was looking. :-D

  6. SpankBoss commented on March 16th, 2007:

    If that poor old woman got two out of the six boxes she was doing well…

  7. SpankBoss commented on March 16th, 2007:

    Amber, if it helps, I remember being bitterly disappointed by the first hollow chocolate bunny I encountered. I felt seriously cheated by all that missing chocolate!

  8. calliope commented on March 19th, 2007:

    Better a hollow bunny than a *shudder* white chocolate one! What insane person came up with “white chocolate” anyway? Chocolate is brown and has flavor

  9. calliope commented on March 19th, 2007:

    Hmm, it truncated the rest of the statement- “And has flavor. Good thing that my mom- er, the Easter Bunny never brought another white chocolate bunny after that one year.
    Meanwhile, I learned before age ten to save money and go by the leftover and broken bunny bits at the store the day after Easter- I would get 3-4 bunnies worth of chocolate and eat that for my candy fix, saving the “official” bunny till last. It looked like I wasn’t eating my candy too quickly also. *grin*”

  10. Phrank commented on March 25th, 2007:

    An utterly hilarious post. I laughed hysterically out loud.

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