Pelham Bay hopped last night with the Bronx’s Easter Egg Hunt, coloring NYC’s spring. Host Lena Carter hid 500 eggs as 200 kids hunted, a free fest by the fields. It’s borough eggs—$3 baskets sold, pure BX vibe. A kid nabbed a prize; a pro stuffed a sack. ‘Bronx hunts—this is it,’ Carter says, scattering shells. The park turned Easter.
The hunt’s fresh—April 5’s kickoff, it tripled since RSVPs, packing grass by 10 a.m. Carter’s a Soundview planner; last night’s crowd hit max—giggles flew. A latecomer nabbed a spot; candy dropped—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—eggs ruled. #BronxEggHunt trended; Queens wants a hide.
Some griped—’Too messy,’ sniped a parent, dodging wrappers. Mud stuck—shoes slipped; fun held. A rival’s pitching a Fordham hunt, splitting baskets. Still, 300 stayed—hunts reigned. Pelham Bay’s never hopped so bold.
Carter’s teasing a spring encore, maybe a park if eggs bite. ‘NYC’s kids—this thrills ‘em,’ she says, packing prizes. The hunt’s a Bronx win—grit meets glee. It’s an egg rush; catch the next. Bring a bag—candy calls.