The week before Easter, I was disappointed–I went to Fannie May to get a few of their usual candy eggs and they no longer had what had been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. The original goodies were bigger than the eggs that came from Mom’s hen house; pink was filled with fruits and nuts, green was chocolate cream and yellow was vanilla cream. When I was planning on cooking dinner for our family on the holiday, I bought eight of each color for our dessert and so some could go home with everyone. For several years, we’ve all gone out to brunch on Easter Sunday so I don’t know when the company made the shift.
First off, there were no pink ones, my favorite. The eggs were in separate boxes labeled 2 oz. each. Before, they had sat in large baskets on the counter and an employee packaged my purchase. When I arrived home, I opened one of the boxes. The egg sat on an elevated cardboard so it looked larger than it actually was. It was nearly flat in an oval shape.
I’ve never run a business so I don’t know anything about the decisions demanded of an owner, whether a mom & pop or a conglomerate. I do know customers need to be satisfied and this buyer isn’t happy.
I know I have to accept that we’re living in changing times. A lot of the renovations I appreciate. A recent power outage reminded me how much we rely on electricity. I was thankful my husband set up a generator to continue operating the furnace, basement sump pump and a few more necessities.
Only a few things remain the same. I enjoy buying a box of oatmeal. I have no problem finding it on the grocer’s shelf–it’s the same round box with the picture of a Quaker on the side. When I fix it for breakfast, it tastes the same as always.
Are you ever disappointed that something you enjoyed is no longer available?