Easter 2009.

Meester Easter all the way from South Afriker.

So I bit off the ears to check if there was, in fact, an Easter Egg waiting to be discovered, inside bunny man.

And I was strangely relieved to find that there wasn't.
We don't celebrate Easter Sunday. But who says no to a nice little choco bunny? Thanks to L who brought the goodies from South Africa. I asked for a nice, home-grown, marriage-able South African mister, but she brought back a bunny instead, which was probably much better. Eh? *nudge, wink*

Hot Cross Buns.
I've never seen these, and I didn't know what they were, until L brought some for breakfast this morning, and man were they good. PS, I don't heart raisins at all, but I didn't mind them.
PPS, L spoils us senseless. Can't wait for her next trip.
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