I am not ashamed to admit that today I ate 2 cadbury eggs. In a row. Not the little ones (those are also quite good, I might have had 1 or 2). The big cream filled ones that look like a real egg when you crack it open. Except it's not a real egg inside (that would be gross), its creamy, sugary goodness. And food coloring.
I ate these eggs because stressed spelled backwards is chocolate.
Okay, so maybe stressed spelled backwards is desserts.