When I was a little kid, the punishment for fibbing was to eat a bar of soap. I remember spending a few summer afternoons sitting on the porch outside, soap in hand. Of course, my mother didn’t actually make us eat the soap. She knew that just thinking about it while holding it in our hands would be all it took for us to learn our lesson.
Looking back, I might have actually enjoyed eating that soap if it looked like one of these yummy soaps! The deviled eggs below are my favorites. Nom nom!
There isn’t much information online about these so I don’t know whom to credit for this creativity, but I like it! What a nice change of pace to the boring liquid hand soap in my bathroom right now.