What's cooking?

I love to cook. That said, I don't actually cook much of anything anymore. When the girls were young I cooked and canned and even made my yogurt from scratch. I backed bread & bagels & rolls. I had a great sour dough starter and we ate sourdough pancakes, waffles & biscuits. Nowadays, though it's just me and Mr. Scottie Dog and we tend to eat entirely differently. I like it spicy, he does not. We like different vegetables. So usually we grill a piece of chicken or fish and we each cook our own veggies, he has a baked potato and I have quinola or a salad.

When holidays come around it's fun to take the time to make something special. Sydney is now 7 and she spent the night with us. In the morning, Gamma slept in and Gampa (alias Mr. Scottie Dog) fixed his famous blueberry pancakes. When they were finished Gamma was just waking up. "When are we going to color eggs, Gamma?" I bet she asked that question 50 times. First I had to get up and dressed. Then I cleaned up the kitchen and we walked to our friend Judy's new house just around the corner. I am so blessed to have her only a block away. She and her dog Charlie walked us home. " When are we going to eggs, Gamma?" Sydney asked again and again. ......But first we had to make the chocolate nests to ring the cake. Recipe here. As you can see, Sydney is beaming. She and Mr. Scottie Dog ate the extra jelly beans.

Finally, finally it was time to dye the eggs. We had six color mugs. Our eggs are and assortment of white, brown and green eggs. I get eggs from friends who keep chickens so we take the color we get. Always fresh, always tasty. You dip the eggs just so.

It's OK if they come out with a strange pink streak! We like variety.

Aren't they beautiful! Soft and fun colors.

This year Sydney tried to make several two colored. She did well.

Now I've got to make my coconut cake. Just like last year.

Easter isn't all about eggs and bunnies and peeps and chocolate. Easter is about Jesus and how He rose from the dead. Dying for my sins and yours. Rising and conquering death so that we can live forever in Heaven with Him. We only have to ask. Easter Blessings to you and yours.


Hallelujah! He is Risen!

Let's Color Easter Eggs!

The brightly colored egg says it all: Happy Easter!

This morning I got my hair cut (Thank you, Yung Hee! I always feel so much better after you give me a haircut!) and picked up Sydney. We had a date to color Easter Eggs. Many thanks to our friend Cathy Ray Pierson who gave us 3 dozen small eggs from her flock of chickens.

First we rolled up her sleeves and put her apron on. I was sure that we'd have a bit of dye drips/splashes happening, but her apron is so chock full of bright Spring colors so I suppose it won't matter. Sydney thought she should color on each of the eggs first.

Right off the bat, Sydney came up with her own method for gently placing (PLOPPING is a more accurate term!) each egg in a cup of dye. Note the teeny tiny deep raspberry egg on the right! Sydney said that one is for me.After awhile, though, Sydney tried to make a few striped eggs using the wire egg holder. These holders are as wimpy as I remember from my childhood. Won't they ever make one that actually works well?

After all the eggs were dyed, Syd put on the stickers that came in the dye box. Each egg was a masterpiece. As you can see below we did well. Only thing that would have made it more fun would have been to have Jakob & Mercedes here.
Easter isn't all about eggs, bunnies, candy & peeps....it's about new life...Jesus is risen! He is risen, indeed.

May you and yours be blessed this Easter.