Having never lived anywhere except southwest Louisiana until I was . . well, let’s just say I was kinda getting up there in years when I moved to Kentucky 15 years ago. When we moved away, I knew getting crawfish was going to be difficult but little did I know that there were places in these United States of America where Gold Brick eggs were not sold. As spring arrived and the Easter candy made its way to the shelves our first year in Kentucky, I began searching for my beloved Gold Brick eggs. They were nowhere . . not at Wal-Mart; not at Walgreen’s; not at the grocery store. I assumed everyone in Kentucky loved them as much as I did and I began asking store managers if they were getting in more Gold Brick eggs. No one knew what I was talking about. The sad truth was that unless I went home to Louisiana to visit during the weeks preceding Easter, I was doomed to do without Gold Brick eggs.
When we moved to Missouri, I thought surely they would have Gold Brick eggs there. Nope, not in our little town, not in Joplin . . no Gold Brick eggs to be found.
But here in
Heaven Texas, yesterday, while walking down the aisle at Kroger, I squealed with delight when I saw this display.
I said to Vince “I’m only getting one package because I’m on a diet!” He insisted I get two packages because for 15 years I’ve looked for them and haven’t been able to find them.
How can someone who doesn’t even like chocolate love these chocolate eggs so much? I wish I knew the answer to my own question!