Forget eggs, offer worship in a jar. This Easter, stop with the chocolate bunnies. I mean it. We've got something better. A jar. Not just any pot: “Pâte à tartiner d'Antoinette”. A spread that doesn't just taste good. It's brutal. It's visceral. It's the perfect alliance between the crunch of roasted buckwheat and the addictive sweetness of hazelnut. A balance so precise it's like a con. Because this year, we're not talking about egg hunts. We're talking about a quest. A quest that takes us from Paris to Brittany, to the home of Jean-Baptiste and Vincent from Chez Antoinette Poisson, where buckwheat reigns supreme, a tribute to the golden crêpes we'd like to see last forever. A taste of the earth, authenticity and a crackling flame. Every detail has been thought out and crafted to make this pot as rare as it is essential. Presented in a box that won't end up at the back of a cupboard. Because some things can't be thrown away. Don't delay.