I just spent the long Easter weekend visiting my friend Clarabella in Mississippi, and a grand time was had indeed. I’m a Christmas Eve Catholic at best, so normally I forget to remember that Easter even exists. I only tend to remember it when someone asks what my plans are for the holiday and I’m left fumbling, all like, “Um, when is Easter again?” Talk about egg on your face!
(Sorry. I had to.)
I secretly think religious folks use this question as a way to try to find out whether someone they don’t know well is also religious. Sinful, childless, atheist sluts never have plans for Easter; righteous and wholesome people always do. Well, I was happy to have plans this year so I could thwart any such conversations. Of course, mostly I was excited to head out of town and see Clarabella and family. Her son is almost 5 now, and I hadn’t seen him in almost a year. As of now, The Dude is able to educate me on the names of dinosaurs I’d never even heard of (do YOU know what a quetzlcoatlus is?) and is bringing home addition and subtraction worksheets from his preschool. Crazy, right? The Dude is also newly obsessed with Star Wars and received an AWESOME light saber from Nana and the Easter Bunny — a situation I found to be super entertaining. It’s just cool that something his parents loved at his age is something he loves now. This gives me hope that, should I ever reproduce, if I have a sarcastic and cantankerous teenager, he or she may still wind up falling in love with Harold and Maude just like I did.
Anyway, C and I had big plans to enjoy the weekend, and it started off by buying The Big One. We finally decided to spring for the giant bottle of Bulleit Bourbon, which, at a whopping 1.75L, is more than double the normal sized bottle. While we did put a hurt on it, we came nowhere near finishing the thing. Not for lack of trying.
...On Friday night, we merrily ate and drank our way through town. I tried some amazing (and amazingly spicy) green Thai curry that was so hot it made my entire face and neck red. Every now and then I think that’s good for the constitution! I also finally got to go to one of their favorite bars/restaurants, Snackbar, which has wonderful, creative cocktails on the menu with ingredients like jalapeño, elder flower, and bacon bitters. (I avoided the latter, of course.) It’s definitely the kind of place that caters to people who like their beverages to offer a little something more. Oh, and the truffle oil fries were amazing. You know how I feel about fries.
Throughout the weekend, we also sat around making friendship bracelets just like it was middle school all over again. I’m pretty confident these things are coming back in style, you guys, so you’re going to want to hop on the trend as soon as possible. Not only is it a fairly zen, focused kind of activity, but it’s also so much easier to do these days! You can finally learn how to make the fancy chevron and diamond patterned bracelets, thanks to the magic of the internet. When I was growing up, I didn’t know anyone who could make the chevron bracelets, and now I can. I’m perhaps inordinately proud of this.
Some friends in the neighborhood were taking care of the most adorable little baby bunny for a couple of days, so he could visit the Easter party and hang out with the kids before moving on to his new home. Needless to say, the grownups had plenty of fun snorgling this cute little guy, too. If I didn’t already have my hands full with a dog and a cat who can’t get along, I might have tried to smuggle him back to Alabama with me.
.Sunday involved an absolutely lovely Easter party at another friend’s house, where I got inspired by the amazing food and drinks — flower cocktail garnishes and an asparagus tart will be coming to a party near me sometime very soon, people. (Many of these photos stolen from Clarabella — thank you!)
The kids were running around goofing off and searching for Easter eggs, while the parents enjoyed a fantastic lunch, champagne coctails, and amusing conversations. And everybody snuck in a few cuddles with the bunny rabbit, too. So, secular Easter turned out to be pretty great after all. I suppose we just have to go back to its original roots so that we don’t forget the real reason for the season: spring, flowers, baby animals, and champagne cocktails. Am I right?