When Easter came around a few months after I moved to Seattle four years ago, I felt really homesick for the first time. I realized no one here would give me chocolate on Easter morning... Eating chocolate for breakfast was (and still is) a tradition in my family. So, I took matters into my own hands and went out to buy myself some chocolate. I ate it on Easter morning, but it wasn't quite the same...
This year, a
friend of mine gave me this cute lavender egg with chocolate inside. What a difference... I guess I made a home for myself in Seattle over the years, and good friends along the way! A friend who gives you chocolate is obviously a good friend, don't you think? ;)
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