I've had a lot of work on this week. The type of work which involves getting dressed and leaving my bedroom, I know! Who knew there was a working world out there, full of dressed people getting their lunch at Pret? It's been so long since I belonged to the rat race (rather than the rugrat race) I assumed everyone was like me, eating their lunch straight from the fridge while trying to avoid the kids.
On top of that my sister and co-crumbs author has buggered off to Thailand for two weeks. Which I'm absolutely fine about. As long as she doesn't try to tell me anything about it when she gets back. Nor show me any photos. I hope she's having a great time. And that the weather is lovely for her.
Anyway, all this is by way of an excuse for the fact that I don't have any lovely Easter-y recipes for you. Instead I thought I'd use this post for a bit of meal-planning, so here goes.
We're having an Egg Hunt here in the morning, 12 kids and quite a few adults. I'm hoping the sun will shine and then we can do it outside. If so, the children will be skirting quite a lot of cat/fox poo, so the eggs need to be wrapped, which is why I've decided to use the MaltEaster bunnies, as they are individually wrapped (I promise they don't pay me, I just think they're great!). I'm also going to bake and ice some fairy cakes so the kids can stick their bunnies on a cake to make their own versions of these. Coffee and hot cross buns (bought, from the local bakery) for the grown ups.
Then my mum and her husband are coming for lunch at 1pm. It's going to be a tough squeeze prepping anything with 12 kids in the house, so we're going to whack on this slow roasted pork shoulder first thing in the morning. We make it all the time so can do it in our sleep, which means no stress and once you've bought the pork, asked the butcher to score the skin, and bunged it in the oven, there's very little else to do. I'm hoping the organic veg box will sort me out on the veg front (and that they still deliver on Good Friday!) because I have about 3 shallots in the house.
We're going to go out. I don't know where, but it will probably involve swimming and salt and vinegar crisps. For some reason these two things go really well together.
The morning will be spent at a friend's egg hunt and then lunch at ours with Uncle Brendan, the kids' Manny, real-life uncle and our saviour. Grandad John, my ex-stepdad (yup, it's complicated!) will also be there and I think we'll eat lamb. Probably with slow roast lamb with red wine and garlic, plus potato boulangere. Pudding? Um, who knows? Grandad John always comes via Marks&Spencers, so maybe he could pick something up (hint, hint)?
Another day, another egg hunt. This time in the park with friends and a picnic, hopefully. I might try and persuade my husband to knock up some of these black pudding Scotch Eggs, as they are a meal in themselves, and then something fruity for pudding, maybe an eight apple cake, just to line their stomachs with something which isn't chocolate.
Anyway, whatever you eat, whatevery you do, however much chocolate you ingest, have a wonderful and happy Easter!