Happy chocolate day!

Happy Easter everyone! Obviously Easter means more than just chocolate and is an important spiritual day for all Christians and Catholics, but I can’t help feeling heathenistic by feeling sad for Jesus that he never got to experience a Thorntons chocolate egg. I don’t understand how anyone who has tasted Thorntons could believe there is no God – nothing random could be so wonderful. In my list of things too amazing to be mere chance I also include sunsets, rainbows, dogs, elephants and, of course, love. But today is Easter, and while I think baby chicks are darling, it’s chocolate that really floats my boat today.

One day I’ll research the reasons behind chocolate coming to symbolise Easter. Chocolate, as we know it today, wasn’t consumed in the Middle East when Jesus was alive, and as far as any reading of the Bible I’ve undertaken has shown his resurrection wasn’t celebrated with any sickly sweet dessert treat. If anyone knows the reasons behind this modern tradition, then do leave a comment about it as I’d love to know but, due to terrific amounts of work this week, I don’t have the time to find out for myself.

Though I’m actually starting to suspect that chocolate as an Easter tradition is a cruel pagan trick designed to cause otherwise pious folks to commit the sin of gluttony.