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Now, here is part two of my deliciously full weekend. …. So there we were… In the castle, minding our own business when all of the sudden Easter dawns upon us. I think in a normal situation this would not have been a bad thing, but then again, we do live a block away from United Methodist Church. As my coworker Kathy says, “Everybody goes to church on Easter, even you will.” (Well that last part wasn’t true, but the first part hit the nail on the head.) Cars parked as far away as Julian McPhillip’s house. Pastel colors and light and sweet dresses with white shoes to match. Blah. Easter Sunday is a conundrum to say the least.

It’s now 12:00, we decide to leave our gargantuan edifice, and head toward the dwelling of the parents that begot my loving fiancé. (Or future in-laws, however, I like the sound of the previous sentence) Greeted with the usual, “They’re finally here” and the obligatory sniff check from the dogs, we started the usual conversation. Erika began work on her creation of green bean casserole, which she stated could not be “messed up.”

The grandparents came by, not too long after we arrived ourselves. Erika had already thrown the casserole into the oven, and the okra was being fried at the moment. As I am writing this, I can now smell the food cooking, and the lingering smell of the house as a whole; a sort of mellow vanilla that gently floats past your nose grabbing your attention ever so slightly, but not enough to dampen any activities taken place in the house. A few moments later, the casserole was checked, and given a healthy dose of fried onion topping only to be placed back into the oven to finish.

Everyone’s tea was poured, and the meal started to come together. Fried okra, ham with olives as a garnish, au gratin potatoes with onions, green bean casserole burned ever so slightly at the top, and a gelatinous pastel fruit mixture that would have only been fitting on such a day. I was stuffed, but still had room for the strawberry cake for dessert. Ah, Easter Sunday, a day when few places are open, but many people are out, go figure.

The remainder of the day was spent doing nothing really, other than going to the Sports Authority to look for some Tevas. Relaxation the rest of the day, planning for the backpacking trip to come the following weekend.