Sunday, March 23, 2008

Rained out egg hunts

Except for the very hardy young Seattleites, about whom I heard from a friend who has a young son; and we runners had to buck up to get our sessions in before the gym closed for Easter. It cleared up later, so the matriarch could exercise without getting soaked.
Nice big organic chicken for dinner, roasted to perfection, bread not long out of the oven; no clove-studded and unbearably salty ham, nor green bean casserole, or candied yams. The home made bread we broke together was better than any basket of candy.

3 Comments:

Blogger robin andrea said...

Your easter sounds like it was a poetic repast. Delicious and delightful.

9:51 AM  
Blogger isabelita said...

Let's just say at least it was uneventful, regarding health issues...

3:34 PM  
Blogger Kathy Rogers said...

But you wouldn't turn down a chocolate truffle chaser, would you?

12:06 PM  

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