Holy Saturday

[shake_the_stars]

I finally got the hot cross buns made, and feel terribly sorry for anyone who has picked up vaguely bun-shaped dinner-roll-like objects with bits of raisins and an icing cross at the grocery store, because those are NOT REAL BUNS. Teh m0mmy is dyeing eggs, though she keeps wandering off and forgetting about the eggs; at least she doesn't have to

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[forgottensanity]

My parents bought these brightly coloured cardboard-like eggs and filled them with sweets, so we only ever had one egg to hunt for.

Then my parents got tired of trying to hide the eggs and just gave us the egg when we woke up. But I don't recall that we minded so maybe we were tired of trying to find the eggs as well.

[shake_the_stars]

My grandparents used to do plastic eggs, which I can understand, since they don't stink up the house if you forget about them. We always did real eggs at our house, though I don't believe we ever failed to find any real eggs. After we got to a certain age, Mom would hide a few plastic eggs too, and sometimes we'd miss some of those and she'd eat the contents months later after coming across them. After all, some sweets don't go bad ^_^

[lemurjoe]

we switched to brightly colored plastic eggs the year after the camoflauge colored egg got forgotten under the bushes in front of my gram's bedroom window until the dog found it in June? July? Stinky! :)

[shake_the_stars]

Yeah, my father lived in constant fear that something like this was going to happen--the more so since we always hid the eggs indoors. (At least your egg was outside, though I don't imagine it made much difference by that point. ;) Mom, who was one of seven children and thus much more sanguine about catastrophes like that, pointed out that we'd know if we forgot an egg. Oddly, this did nothing to allay his fears.

Sometimes we did use brightly colored plastic eggs (in addition to real ones); on one occasion, Mom forgot about one of those and it languished in the piano bench until August. She viewed the chocolate treats inside as a reward for cleaning. :)

[dethorats]

I have a confession: I have never eaten a hot cross bun. Never. I feel that this must be a sad thing since you make them sound delicious!

We have egg battles at our house but never really hid that many. Also I am not allowed to paint eggs anymore since last year I painted all of mine with a)Kanji b)battle axes and c)to look like One Piece figures. Mom was not amused. I was.

[shake_the_stars]

When properly made, they are delicious. DO NOT BUY THEM AT THE GROCERY STORE. THESE ARE NOT REAL BUNS. THEY ARE CARDBOARD CUNNINGLY DISGUISED AS BUNS. Poor, deprived Price!

I'm afraid to ask what "egg battles" might entail. XD Also I'd think your mom would be more sanguine about that kind of thing, but shows what I know. Mom had one of the DELUXE egg coloring kits in the basement (basically, it has more colors and stickers and crap), and it had one of those crayons you can use to write sekrit messages on the eggs. She maturely wrote "Eat me!" on one of them.