We always have quite a crowd for what I call our annual Easter “hunt and brunch.” For this holiday I really make an effort to plan ahead (not my usual mode, by the way) so that when Sunday arrives, along with all my nearest and dearest, I can enjoy being a host and a mom.
This year, I may have bitten off more than I could chew. Last week, when I posted the menu my friends thought I was crazy. I’ll admit, it was a total last minute dash to that first ring of the doorbell, leaving me with five-minutes flat to get dressed and ready, but we made it. And it was the best day. With weather so stunningly perfect, it almost felt unreal. I’m still dragging mid-week, but I would do it all over again (minus the part where I peel 100 baby beets).