Easter
Easter is coming! Easter! Unlike Valentine's Day, I feel warm and fuzzy toward Easter. Not because it's more legitimate or anything. Not at all. But because it involves adorable baby animals and candy. What's that you say? Something about Christ rising from the dead? Yeah, that's not why I love Easter. Baby bunnies! And the success of advertising!
Truly, Easter reminds me of two things. The ad for Cadbury eggs that had a clucking bunny "laying" candy eggs and the jingle about brown eggs that played, as I recall, constantly throughout my childhood. The jingle went "brown eggs are local eggs and local eggs are fresh!" It doesn't sound like much, but trust me it was catchier than most STDs. Anyhoo, the brown eggs thing always comes up around Easter because growing up I only ever ate brown eggs. The local brown egg marketers had some amazing stranglehold on this part of the country. So, as a consequence, I thought white eggs only existed around Easter and were some sort of 'special' egg. Truth was, if you didn't buy your white eggs in a timely fashion then you were screwed because brown eggs may be local and fresh but they do not dye well. And dyeing eggs is part of the holy Easter experience.
So yes, to sum up. I thought white eggs were only produced in late March or early April. I am a sucker for candy and baby animals (and oddly, pastels, at this time of year). And I will be dyeing special eggs sometime soon! But not eating them afterward. Fresh or no, I don't much like eggs (unless they're chocolate).