I love peeps. I always have. My favorite way to have them is slightly stale, so that they are nice and chewy and last longer in my mouth.
I had no idea there is a whole group of people in the world dedicated to peeps.
There is a website for peeps: http://www.marshmallowpeeps.com/
A Wiki page for peeps: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peeps
And there is even a research site dedicated to peeps: http://www.peepresearch.org/
So today Steve comes to take me to lunch and I have an effing headache. A real pounder. The kind that makes you focus so inward that you don't really know what is going on outside of your head. We went to a nice little restaurant, Jim n Nick's, and I ordered just soup and salad because I wasn't really hungry. Pain is about the only thing that will make me forget food, albeit temporarily. So I eat about 5 bites of soup and about that much of salad, leaving at least two thirds on my plate. I am feeling pretty queasy at that point and Steve is clucking sympathetically. He takes me and my pounding head back to work, and I lasted about another two hours before I had to leave. Which is another thing I rarely do. I think I will probably still be working on my deathbed...I just don't leave work.
I get home and stretch out on the couch and notice a box of peeps. There on the armrest of the couch. For me. Snowmen. Heck I had no idea they make snowmen peeps. I am a peep purist and thought the only peeps are those chicken kind. The kind whose beak is a crispy little bite of sugar that is the first thing I take a bite of. Pink peeps preferably. But I know those only come at Easter, and that is a long way and several holidays off. So I am content with my little snowmen.
Then I have a nap, my head is better, and Steve has come in from his quest to kill Bambi's dad. I decide to come in here and do my daily blog, not really knowing what I am going to write about, and I see it.
That's right. Christmas tree peeps. Gosh I love that man. He really knows how to make a girl forget an aching head. I am going to eat those peeps. In about three days. After I slice open the cellophane and let them breathe for a few days, like a fine wine. And get chewy.
Because dedicated peepologists will only touch a peep that is fossilized.
i love the orange ones
ReplyDeleteOMG Stale peeps are the BEST!!!! Adds a little crunch to the sugar, sugah!!
ReplyDeleteI still love the pink chicken ones best, but I am kinda lookin forward to biting the buttons off the snowman. :D
ReplyDelete@themartinidiva in Tuscon AZ uses Peeps on her Cocktails and theres a vid. made buy her on youtube about so many ways to kill them, MartiniDiva.com
ReplyDelete@Colin Marriott: I'll check that out...there are a lot of peep freaks out there I have found, Colin! :D
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