You eat one or two on Easter, then go for the Reese’s Eggs, then the malted milk balls, then the chocolate bunny for pre-breakfast dessert dessert. After a little while, you pick the jellybeans out that get swallowed by the basket “grass”.
But you never return to the Peeps until you’re ready to toss the remainder of the basket, “grass”, Rain-blo eggs and all.
They’re hard as a rock, having sat out for 3-4 days, passed over in favor of candy that tastes better. Saccharine orphans, hardened and abandoned.
These Peeps. They are the best Peeps. And it’s not even close.