Last year, one of my friends ate so many of these magic rabbit turds (the little solid chocolate ones with the pastel candy shells) that she vomited. Then she ate some more. After a certain point, the crunchy shells will erode and abrade and slice and dice the inside of your mouth—a trillion tiny lacerations. YET STILL YOU GORGE. Cadbury Mini Eggs are only available for a few months out of the year, and maybe it's that limited supply that makes them so fucking addictively delicious. Whatever. Delicious they are, and eat them YOU MUST. (Everywhere, until Easter)