My cousin posted this most excellent photo to my Facebook wall as the French version of my Medieval Peeps® on a Pike recipe. Although I think these Peeps would be for more of a savory dish than a sweet, I’m most impressed that she not only has Peeps lying around but also her command of Peeps history. I appreciate the staging and the Madam Lafarge contingent in the foreground. All that’s missing are some knitting needles. When we were reading “A Tale of Two Cities” in high school my English teacher said that the women knitting at the guillotine while watching the carnage were a symbol of the weaving of one’s fate. But I didn’t buy it. Maybe Madam Lafarge wasn’t some wizened old skank, but a hot babe that needed some personal hygiene tips. Maybe she was knitting baby booties or a nice scarf for the cold winter months. She was obviously an awesome multitasker. I routinely check my email when I’m watching TV but that doesn’t make me a symbol of the decline of western civilization does it? Okay, bad example. But when it comes to literary criticism sometimes people go too far. Let’s say there is a duck in a story. Most of the time a duck is a symbol for fascistic imperialism, but sometimes it’s just a duck…or more appropriately, a Peep.

Anyway – good job Cuz!