Losing My Traditions

Over the last few years, I’ve always bought myself an Easter egg from Hotel Chocolat – I really like the thickness of their eggs and so on, but also the fact that each half is individually wrapped. That’s important for me, because (as I’ve said before) I can’t leave a half-pack of something – if I’ve opened it, I’ll finish it.  So with the Hotel Choc egg, it becomes four things – the two individual halves, and the two bags of chocolates inside.

The eggs also keep well – which is a good thing, because it takes me ages to get round to eating the damn thing.  I don’t mind small doses of chocolate, but I have to be in the mood for a larger dose like a half-egg.

Anyway, this year I’ve decided that I’m not going to get an egg at all, which must be the first time in at least a decade.

I had the final half of last years egg about a fortnight ago, and if I’m honest, I didn’t even enjoy it. I wanted to, but it was just blah. And I’ve looked this year, and there’s nothing that makes me want to buy it.  So, I’m not.

It feels a bit odd, really, and a bit sad. But not sad enough to make me change my mind. Maybe next year will be different, I don’t know.


One Comment on “Losing My Traditions”

  1. Blue Witch says:

    I was telling Mr BW earlier on that, sadly (for him) he wouldn’t be getting any Easter chocolate this year, as we haven’t been out at all since 24th March and we are currently 17 miles from a supermarket.

    “Never mind,” he replied, “I’ve got 6 Terry’s chocolate oranges hidden away.”

    I’m sure that our taste buds change about every 7 years. Years ago I coudn’t bear any chocolate, at all, whereas now a couple of segments might be quite nice. *If* I can get him to share…


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