These are not Kinder brand eggs, but they are essentially the same thing. Scott and I were visiting Bruges last weekend and we were walking back from a quest for rare beer when I spotted a family standing on the sidewalk, the little boy had unwrapped a chocolate egg and had just cracked open the chocolate to reveal a capsule inside that was clearly not the standard yellow Kinder capsule. I have never wanted to grab candy from a baby more than that moment.
They were standing outside a convenience store so I did an abrupt 45 degree turn and pushed my way inside and there they were! The not-Kinder eggs looking very, very much like Kinder eggs. We retreated from the rain to open them in a pub, much to the amusement of the French speakers at the next table.
The seam in the egg is very neat, turns out it’s because there isn’t a which chocolate layer inside.
The capsule is transparent.
And inside are very small bits.
Very very small bits.
The little parts here are so small I wondered how much that would make the US safety people shudder at the thought of a child swallowing them.
It’s a teeny tiny airplane! Branded to the movie, but we didn’t bother with the stickers right away. Even though putting it together was very easy I’m still delighted.