Kinder Egg

kids – ha… two years old, at the age of 27, my  co-workers and I were ADDICTED to these eggs.  No, not for the chocolate outside, but the little toys inside.  It was a competition to see who could get the best toys.  That year, for easter, my hubby and I drove across a few towns to find a little polish market that we knew sold the eggs.  We proceeded in buying like 30 eggs – with plans of giving them to neices and nephews that year… yeah, we ended up eating them ALL that night, just to get the prizes inside.  sick… very sick…