Nothing says Easter like a Chocolate Covered Marshmallow Egg.
Good.Night. Why do I cry almost every time I eat one.
I promise i'm not a hefer.
Well Kinda. One time the BF and I secretly dropped off a cake at a friends house for their Birthday, but couldn't resist the cake and all of it's chocolately goodness, so what did we do? We ate half of it. In the driveway. And left the other half for our friend.
I know. Beast.
What were we thinking??? Our friend prolly thought a dog had gotten to it. Anyway,
I can't wait for Easter.
Now give me another marshmallow.....