I thought I'd share two Easter traditions - albeit entirely secular ones - from my thoroughly midwestern childhood. My paternal grandfather faithfully stuffed my Easter Basket with Fannie May cream eggs each Easter. My parents, on the other hand, put Marshmallow Peeps in my basket at home. While I recently purchased these two treats, I doubt that my stomach will tolerate either. I think I'll go eat an apple.
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