Being married to a Greek man, means that I get to celebrate Easter twice… at least for 3 years out of 4 years.
Every 4th year Greek Easter and English Easter fall on the same day. The year after, it’s one week apart, then 2 weeks apart, then 3 weeks apart and then back on the same day!
It’s so fun to have prolonged celebrations!
On Good Friday, we were invited to the Delaporte’s for a Fish Lunch!
The table was set beautifully and Kim had baked and decorated a bunny cake and biscuits, which we iced together with the kids. I found the icing so therapeutic – like colouring in, but with icing.
We also made chocolate bunnies and eggs from some moulds…
On English Easter, Georgie ate his very first marshmallow egg. It was so incredible to watch him experience it for the first time. We take things for granted, but for George he had no idea what it was. When I handed it to him, he first put his finger out to touch it before taking it from me. Then he turned it over, inspecting it. After that he brought it to his nose to smell it, before putting his tongue out. He then smelled it again and then took a tiny nibble. It was fascinating to watch him explore it.
The following week, on Thursday night, we did our annual tradition of baking Tsourekia at Georgina’s home. I look forward to this every year. It’s just such fun to gather in the kitchen, chatting away, drinking champagne and kneading away at our breads. It’s a lot of work, but it’s such fun doing it all together.
I was asked quite a few times on Instagram what the “red things on the bread” are. They’re hard boiled eggs, dyed red. Their significance is that an egg is a symbol of rebirth and the red dye is to symbolise the blood of Jesus. You don’t eat them though. It’s purely decoration. Baskets of red eggs are there for a game. You each choose an egg, hold it up right and the other person gets a chance at hitting your egg on the top or bottom of the egg. The person left with the untracked egg wins. No idea the significance, but we’ve always played this game on Greek Easter.
We went to Helene and Shaun Stevenson for Easter Lunch. I wish I had taken more photos of the incredible Easter table and of the lunch spread… there were all different types of salads galore, vegetables, roast potatoes that were crunchy on the outside and soft and fluffy on the inside. There was lamb spit, chicken and roast pork.
I did manage to photograph some of the dessert spread – just as incredible…
It was such a fun afternoon with amazing company and an abundance of delicious food. I’m very glad this is once a year, or I would be the size of a whale. Boy did we overindulge!