Monday, January 16, 2017

Reese’s Peanut Butter Easter Eggs?


As I’ve pointed out before, I’m not a big fan of rushing the junk food season so you can guess that when I went to the store to stock up on Reese’s Peanut Butter Valentine Hearts this week I was surprised and dismayed to see Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs already on the shelves. What the hell, Mr. Reese? It’s barely the middle of January. Can’t you let Cupid finishing his biz before you unleash the Easter Bunny?  I mean, don’t go pretending it’s spring before the groundhog has a chance to weigh in on when spring is even coming. (I don’t entirely trust rodent-based meteorology, but you get my point.)

But since, with the possible exception of cheeseburgers, Reese’s products are my favorite junk food of all time I choked down my disapproval and grabbed me some of the first eggs of the season. And when I got ‘em home and dug in, I realized that I’d been wrong. Very wrong.

Here’s the deal: I love Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups so much that if they unearthed a package in the ruins of Palenque, assuming the wrapper was intact, I’d probably eat ‘em. (In my fantasy the Mayans were terrible at predicting the end of the world but visionary when it comes to mixing chocolate and peanut butter, I guess.) That being said, fresher is always better. Check out the difference. Here’s a left over X-mas tree.


The oil from the peanut butter has started to permeate the chocolate, sticking the two layers together and blending the flavors. It ain't half bad but it's certainly not as tasty as one of these fresh Reese’s Eggs right here:



Look at the way the chocolate breaks and flakes away from the peanut butter filling. The blending hasn’t set in yet and it tastes way better. Well, there’s nothing fresher than the first Reese’s batch of the year. That’s why I recommend rushing the season, skipping the hearts and going on an early Easter egg hunt. Of course, the Easter Bunny may not have paid your area a visit yet and, if you live near me, chances are I’ve already grabbed ‘em and growled. Clock’s ticking, man!

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