tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10329278.post3335032311616560364..comments2024-03-21T11:50:22.851-03:00Comments on Pink Slip: Product innovation is alive and well in the peep-able kingdomMaureen Rogershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010555449338575037noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10329278.post-83997692807631372352010-04-02T14:25:46.407-03:002010-04-02T14:25:46.407-03:00Love Valarie's story - it made me tear up a li...Love Valarie's story - it made me tear up a little. My mother knew how I loved Peeps as a child and would always hit the after-Easter sales to get me a supply long after I was grown and married.<br /><br />My niece, who is on a diet, was very happy to see the sugar-free Peeps this year, but somehow, that just seems wrong to me!<br /><br />I like my Peeps a little stale and hard. ;-)JaneLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12816201226985354574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10329278.post-6098658276035218492010-04-02T10:17:55.547-03:002010-04-02T10:17:55.547-03:00My mother was a real peepsophile. So, one time wh...My mother was a real peepsophile. So, one time when we were going out to dinner, I went early to a Chinese restaurant in Lexington to arrange a little surprise. I got them to agree to let me add a little item to their buffet -- a tray of peeps. Well, first of all the visual dissonance made me laugh, but seeing my mother freeze and hearing her whisper, with wonder, "peeps ... they have peeps" is a memory you just brought back for me. a really good one.valerienoreply@blogger.com