Easter Morning Come and Gone

For some Easter is a time of renewal, and that is great, for me it is a chance to eat cookies for breakfast and not get scolded or feel guilty. Mrs. Phos slaved over a hot oven to bring us the traditional Italian Easter cookies for breakfast. The cookies were originally very ornate - the ones her Mother made were shaped like fancy crucifixes with a hard boiled egg braided into them. The cookies we had for breakfast are now oval, to represent an Easter Egg and each one has the recipients name piped on top.

Now to fire up the grill to cook up a standing rib roast for dinner and we're all set. The best thing about the holiday for me, aside from eating cookies, is the fact Tiny House is full again, kids, grandkid, grandkid about to be, grandpuppies and lots of laughter.

Hope you all have a great Easter...