April 26, 2011 § 21 Comments
I never think of Easter as being one of my favorite holidays. It doesn’t have the twinkle or well-worn, nostalgic set of rituals that some of the other holidays do. I seem to celebrate it a slightly different way and with different sets of people from year to year. And yet, every year Easter somehow exceeds expectations. It bursts out of the gate accompanied by trumpets sounding and banners waving.
Perhaps it’s because we’re giddy with the smell of loamy soil and dewy grass and the promise of new life that suddenly feels eminently believable. Or maybe that’s the effect of the malted milk ball robin’s eggs I ate along with the eggbake at breakfast (eggbake – totally epic!). Either way, what I never anticipate as a super exciting event turns into an epic day of full contact Easter egg hunts, awe-inspiring whiffle ball tournaments, old-timey
singfake the words-a-long marathons (without a song book it turns out that the only songs that I know the lyrics to are songs I don’t want anyone to know I know the lyrics to – Katy Perry and Phantom of the Opera mash-up anyone?), and creepy lamb shaped cakes. It was a sorry, sorry thing to have to come back to the real world today. Whatever happened to celebrating Easter Monday?! I’m going back to Europe.
April 5, 2010 § 1 Comment
When I was little, I used to totally lose my marbles at holidays. All my favorite foods! Desserts! Fun activities! I would go totally nuts with excitement – especially over the food. Now that I’m a “grown up”…I’m pretty much exactly the same. In general, I really do try to keep my diet pretty healthy and fresh and I especially try to keep it low in sugar. So, then when it’s a holiday and I’m surrounded by sweets and yummy foods, I may let myself just a little too loose – particularly if whipped cream is involved (which, if I have any say in the planning or implementation of whichever holiday it is, there always is). I seem to basically have some sort of animal instinct to make sure that not a single speck of whipped cream anywhere in a 10-mile radius of me ever goes to waste. (I feel somewhat duty bound now to note that, if I’m wearing my nutrition cap, this is exactly what we advise people not to do – it’s best to try to eat about the same amount on a holiday as any other day, eating slightly less of the meal, perhaps, to make room for dessert…easier said than done, that’s for sure, but worth a try).