Fresh pasta on a Wednesday night

After working 10 days in a row, Shane wanted nothing more than to spend a few hours making fresh pasta. That’s how Shane rolls… the dough. Ha ha ha!

Here he is in action.

Sid can’t resist flour, it’s messy but keeps him from sticking his fingers in the pasta machine.

Lovely bundles waiting to be cooked.

The finished product. Served with meatballs…

Or not. So delicate and delicious and fresh. What a guy.

Easter, finally

Ok, so it’s taken me a week to get around to posting about Easter. Or has it been two? Honestly, I don’t know, but here we go. Our annual Easter Saturday party was HUGE.

In advance of the weekend, it was seeming like we were expecting a lot of people to attend. Because of that, I excused myself from any planning whatsoever.  Not to say I didn’t help, I did some prep, some set-up and a lot of clean up but the credit, as always goes to my mom and dad.

The event was orchestrated and primarily executed by my mom, with a ton of help (and the littlest bit of griping) from my dad and a lot of help from everyone else. To eat there were several pies, many salads, Gail’s famous hot cross buns, strawberries, bloody Marys, mimosas and tons of candy.

We had over 50 people in attendance and 160 eggs for the kids to find. The party went from noon to night.

The favorite new twist was Pysanka, or Ukranian egg decorating. It’s a complicated process that involves several layers of wax meticulously applied to the egg and multiple dippings in vibrant dye. It’s awesome.

Happy Easter folks. Now for more snow.