You may or may not recall my last post about Cadbury Mini Eggs and the excruciating pain of being forced to wait until Easter to have them in my hungry little hands.
Well, friends, something wonderful happened this week and I have to share it with you. Over the weekend, I was casually scrolling through my Flipp app (basically, reading flyers online, which is not quite as satisfying as reading actual paper flyers…but is much better for the environment). Well, imagine my surprise when I saw that the colossal (i.e. 943g/almost 2 lb) bag of Mini Eggs was on sale for the bargain (well, comparatively) price of $14.98!!!
I mean, that was pretty much guaranteed to be the lowest price we’d see until post-Easter clearance sales. And don’t even get me started on the crap shoot that it is to hope that you’ll score a post-Easter clearance bag…In other words, the time to seize my enormous bag of Mini Eggs was NOW. My better half protested, yet again, but either my powers of persuasion were ultra high or he finally lost his will to fight my Mini Egg obsession. Regardless, the end result was the same: we hopped in the car and, at long last, I procured my highly anticipated super sized bag of Mini Eggs. Victory!
Now my only mission is stretching out my Mini Eggs so that I don’t run out before Easter. This involves carefully managing the Mini Egg Paradox (in which the more Mini Eggs one eats, the more one craves even greater quantities of Mini Eggs) by consuming them only in what I consider to be impossibly small portions and by monitoring depletion rates with a fierceness which I’m sure my partner finds terrifying. And yet, despite this scarcity mindset, every day I get a small window of Mini Egg bliss, and I assure you this gives me more joy than any food product should.