Hot topic alert!
There seems to be a very distinct line drawn on this classic Easter candy treat. You either love 'em or you hate 'em.
I'm in the love camp. Especially when they get a little dried out.
When we lived in Korea, my sweet mom even sent me a package with Peeps in them. Korean's weren't big on Peeps, I guess.
Turns out, Sprite is in the hate camp. She took one bite of a pink chick Sunday, chewed for a minute, then declared she does not like them, and that I could have the rest of hers. I promise I didn't know of her dislike, and I promise I didn't mastermind the whole operation just so I wouldn't have to buy my own Peeps and yet still get some this year. I promise.
So my question for you today, on this very un-Spring-like day here in the mountains (more winter-like, if you must know), is what's your take on the sugar-laden marshmallow bunny/chick? You either fall into one of two camps: do you Peep or not? Love 'em or hate 'em?