Egg hunt

Another beautiful day before the promised weekend rain, so what better to do than go egg hunting (but not before telling a lot of really bad egg jokes to Henri - it's much funnier in Finnish). I've had to find some nice chocolate eggs for the easter - it's in my family's tradition and I want to keep it up. Easter is not at all in-your-face here, like it is in Europe - there is a pathetically small easter section at Safeway, but it has mostly Cadbury's cream eggs and I'm not a big fan of those.

So I headed for Robson - it has four different chocolate boutiques that have been advertising for easter things, so I wanted to check them out. Selection is not good. Only one place that had egg sized eggs (instead of those tiny mini eggs) was Godiva - and that photo should say more than a thousand words to a serious chocoholic. I'm not going to show you what's inside - easter eggs are like Christmas presents, they are to be kept seceret until the right moment comes.

I have a feeling though that the easter bunny might lay her eggs in to the fridge this time - our apartment becomes very hot in the morning when the morning sun shines in... I may not want to hide the eggs as they might turn into little chocolate puddles... Much more fun to eat them solid.