As Karl mentioned on Friday, Easter this year lacked many important essentials. All day long, I longed for Grandmommy's Deviled Eggs, Philip's chocolate-dipped strawberries, and baskets full of colorful eggs for Grandpop. Mark had no sausage ring, no bowlfuls of Bruce's famous fruit salad, and no visit to Granddad's lake.
But on a day when the sun dappled cobblestone streets of the West Village sparkled with life; when people strolled--hand-in-hand and smiling--down the path hugging the Hudson River, we couldn't help but make the best of our first Easter without our families. And so after a lovely visit with Leezie, I whipped up a proper springtime dinner for us this evening. While Mark, the taxman, worked on our 2005 returns, I prepared tilapia, roasted red potatoes, macadamia nut cous cous (provided by Balducci's), and fresh asparagus sprikled with parmesan cheese. I also took a stab at deviled eggs. They weren't as good as Grandmommy's, of course, but Mark--and our doorman, Terrance, who tried a few--seemed to enjoy them!
As a whole, I think the meal went over well--we're both still alive.
Photos are below!
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