The red beet eggs were as pretty as I remembered. The grands didn't eat any, but they admired them, and that was all I wanted. I ate one, though, and they tasted as good as I remembered. With horseradish.
I may, and may not, make them again next year. Maybe just two or three.
It was fun at church to see a few children dressed up and to see pictures of pretty Easter dresses on facebook. I don't remember ever having one of those fancy dresses, but I always enjoy seeing them.
It looks like one of those magic spring weeks ahead, with temperatures warm enough to turn off the heat but not so hot that I consider air conditioning. I can open the windows, work in the yard a little. Sew upstairs in the mornings.
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Those eggs looks so pretty- I watched PBS and the British woman made Easter Dishes.
From all sorts of countries. Then they had a multi church dinner with all of the people and families.
It was lovely to see.....my grandmother made some of the breads.......when I was little.
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