My experience with Kinder Surprise goes back as long as my immigration history. No, actually it goes back longer than that because, technically, I had stayed in Australia for one year and a half on a student visa before I went to Canada as an immigrant, and that is when I first encountered this creamy chocolate egg.
Back then, my biggest complaint about the egg was that it had a cheap plastic toy inside instead of chocolate. Oh I loved the chocolate – I could not believe how good the chocolate was, for just over a dollar. But I just could not get over the fact that the manufacturer (Ferrero, but I did not know back then and probably couldn’t care less) chose to include brittle little plastic toys that needed assembly rather than filling up the egg with more chocolate. I was 13 back then, already too old for the kind of toys Kinder Eggs came with.
Ironically, the very thing I hated the most about what was otherwise a tasty treat now brings back memories and I came to expect and love those cheap little toys.
Then came last night. I was working at my parent’s corner store and wanted a snack that was rich but light at the same time. Kinder Egg was the only treat that met my oxymoronic need, so I grabbed one. No, truth to be told, I’ve missed the toy inside.
I don’t know how to break this to you. This is just too heart breaking. I unpeeled the Egg in a rather oddly aroused expectation of the toy, and…
Back then, my biggest complaint about the egg was that it had a cheap plastic toy inside instead of chocolate. Oh I loved the chocolate – I could not believe how good the chocolate was, for just over a dollar. But I just could not get over the fact that the manufacturer (Ferrero, but I did not know back then and probably couldn’t care less) chose to include brittle little plastic toys that needed assembly rather than filling up the egg with more chocolate. I was 13 back then, already too old for the kind of toys Kinder Eggs came with.
Ironically, the very thing I hated the most about what was otherwise a tasty treat now brings back memories and I came to expect and love those cheap little toys.
Then came last night. I was working at my parent’s corner store and wanted a snack that was rich but light at the same time. Kinder Egg was the only treat that met my oxymoronic need, so I grabbed one. No, truth to be told, I’ve missed the toy inside.
I don’t know how to break this to you. This is just too heart breaking. I unpeeled the Egg in a rather oddly aroused expectation of the toy, and…
…my expectation was utterly betrayed!! an animated flip book? you’ve got to be kidding me! sure, the capsule has gone through a bit of a makeover and it’s actually easier to open now, but whatever happened to the toy inside? How could you, Kinder Surprise? How could you, Ferrero? how could you do this to me? How could you cheap out like this? This must be the reason why Italy could not advance to the round of 16 in World Cup. Seriously.
