Ben, now you have done it, you made me hanker for some maple Walnut fudge.
Oh well, maybe the Easter Bunny will put some in my (grocery) basket this year. I miss the excitement of being a kid and getting a basket of treats on Easter morning as well as the thrill of the egg hunt, a new dress for church etc. or even making Easter memories for my son. He loved hunting for eggs as well. As one of 5 siblings we enjoyed it so much we colored rocks with crayons and took turns hiding them as a game. Plastic eggs were not common back then so rocks were what we used.