Easter weekend (delicious)

No “this moment” this Sunday, instead a whole lot of Easter impressions which could probably fill the “this moment” – section for the next months.

Our Easter weekend was full of hustle and bustle and yet surprisingly relaxed. On Good Friday I started to give the flat a general cleaning which was quite necessary (and barely noticeable anymore…that’s the reason why I don’t do it too often.). The other half of the day was spent outside and/or in front of the sewing machine. On Saturday we were invited to our friends first birthday! Cake and wine (for the adults) in the morning – a good start of the Easter holidays. The weather was absolutely beautiful so we used every minute to be outside on the playground and in the garden. In the afternoon, our other friends came over and brought cake (cake in the afternoon – another good start of the Easter holidays!). And roast lamb. Every year we “buy” half a lamb from a farmer in Ticino and share it with our friends. And since the roast, in contrast to the ribs or the other parts, is too good to be divided, we always eat it together. So in the evening we had a delicious lamb shawarma with falafel and crème brulée as dessert.

On Sunday, I was responsible for the early shift with the hobbit and used the time to dye eggs and prepare the Easter breakfast. While the little one was in the basement collecting our laundry I hid the Easter eggs in our living room and on the balcony (unfortunately it was raining outside). I really love the age the little one is in right now. Such a great age for stories and magic – by now she is even convinced that she heard the Easter bunny hop around our flat. 🙂 And she was completely enthused about all the chocolate Easter eggs she found (“This is so wonderful!“).


Later that morning my parents in law came to spent a beautiful Easter Sunday with us. After lunch we went for a walk in the woods and discovered that the Easter bunny must have dropped quite a few Easter eggs on his way (another advantage of the little one’s age: she can count to ten, but doesn’t notice that some of the Easter eggs were “recycled” over and over again as long as we paid attention to keep one of every color in her basket). After the walk we had – surprise, surprise – coffee and cake.


(courtesy of my father in law)

On Monday, our friends (the ones from Saturday morning) came over to our place and we had our by now traditional Easter brunch. I think we started it three years ago when the little one was a baby. Last year it was the little one and their baby son. And this year it was the little one, their son and the hobbit. There appears to be a pattern.

The brunch was, as every year, absolutely delicious and we are still working our way through the leftovers.The rest of the day was spent outside again and in front of the sewing machine (accompanied with some not very holy swearing. But I managed to sew my first skirt). And the evening was completed with friends and watching “Tatort“. Not a very good one, but nevertheless a very relaxed end of a delicious, mostly sunny, happy and social Easter weekend.

Mh. Now that I have reviewed the weekend it appears that we should be stuffed and barely able to move. But there is always enough space for one more chocolate egg, isn’t there?


About erdhummel

Familial entropy - that's an insight into our current life which has been fundamentally changed last summer when our daughter was born. Having studied in Cottbus, Germany, and worked/studied in Edinburgh, Scotland, we momentarily live in a small town in Switzerland where Karsten is trying to save the environment and Freddie is trying to save our sanity. Since there is not much time for elaborate, long emails while doing that, we thought a blog might be a good option to smuggle ourselves into the lifes of our friends.
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