I don't eat Easter chocolate to fill the pit of emptiness I have on the inside. I eat Easter chocolate because it's really very, very tasty, and because chocolate is a gift from Whatever Deity You Prefer.
i had always found Easter Chocolate to be sub par as compared to every day average chocolate as found in a Hershey's Bar et. al.
maybe my tiny child-brane could not deal with the spatial anomalies inre: a hollowed out curved piece of chocolate in the shape of a bunny,
but it DID always SEEM to taste different to me.
plus, it was always so freakin' hard.
and slink, i too feel dirty and demeaned whenever i succumb to the junkie's urge to binge and purge.
non-chocolate Easter Candy: i like jelly beans, though. not the licorice ones, they're not right.
the most beautiful woman in the world connived me into trying those Malted Eggs. that must be the most horrid tast SENSATION to ever be inside me. it's not just that the taste buds of my tounge went "*wretch*", but every fiber of my body went "*wretch*", as in "you fookin' wretch, how dare you let this in, your diaphragm will now spasm painfully".
i always preferred Halloween to Easter. but then i like candy corn.