When I was growing up, our Easter baskets always contained birds’ nests–chocolate-covered chow mein noodles with jelly beans in the middle.
We made them on Saturday with my mother’s help. We placed them in the refrigerator overnight for the Easter Bunny.
When the Easter Bunny arrived at our house, he placed a chocolate nest in each of our Easter baskets, and then hid the baskets for us to find in the morning.
I have made chocolate birds’ nests for my own family. It’s fun, but it doesn’t have quite the magic as the ones made with Mom and hidden with care by our Easter Bunny.
This year, I’m relishing birds’ nests of a different sort. My husband Steve, my friend Fran, and I went to High Island this week to check out the Smith Oaks Rookery.
Here are some of the pictures Steve took of the birds’ nests on High Island: