4.21.2011

sheepish

I can't explain it, exactly, but the appearance of butter lambs in Chicago prior to Easter makes me unreasonably happy. (Perhaps it's my own refrigerator tribute to the Princess Kay of the Milky Way butter sculptures?)

Why a stick of butter shaped like a lamb?
And why do I have four of them in my freezer currently?

Don't question it. Just rejoice in the butter lambs, figure it must be a Chicago Polish thing (although the best butter lambs of all, in my opinion, are to be found at my neighborhood Mexican grocery, where you can buy all manner of really elaborate lambs), and help me clear some extra room so I can live out my dream of opening the freezer door and seeing two dozen butter lambs lined up like little ovine sentries.

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