After the thrilling Easter service (a brass quintet and two choirs) the grandchildren arrived excited for the hunt. Joe cavorted with them in the sun like an intoxicated Easter Bunny, as dozens of eggs were hidden, over and over again, one more time! Bike and toddler car weather, chalk inviting, we could not have asked for a better day and three more excited children.
That was good, since because of the menu, cooking was miserable :*) fennel soup with ouzo, roast leg of lamb butterflied, rubbed and tied, baked tomatoes w Greek flavors, spanakopita, and braised potatoes and olives. The picture in the Boston Globe was enticing; the labor-intensive results, thankfully, worth the pain.
At the last minute, I baked a white cake in two round pans; and we put together a bunny: a) one pan for the head and b) carved out of the second, a bow-tie between two ears. I spread icing on the cake, while Erika and Hannah mixed drops of red and green food colors w shredded coconut in zipped baggies, squeezing the bags around to tint coconut for the grass and ears. The girls continued to color any cookie in sight w leftover icing (pigment by Hannah, flair by Erika).