An Egg-cellent Easter
Did you enjoy the pun? I used to live with someone who could come up with a pun for literally anything you said and it made me really appreciate them, they do crack me up…get it? ha
Easter day was so chilled and lovely – as my parents are away and Harry is in Cornwall at uni still, Ned, Adam and I went for a delicious lamb roast at Babcia and Grandad’s. Babcia you ask? (not as my friend Tom spent years believing “Basher”)
Babcia is the Polish name for a grandmother, though it did take me many years as a child to work out that she wasn’t actually called Babcia. My Babcia has had an extraordinary life living in Poland, a Siberian concentration camp, Africa and England. She can speak 11 languages, has impeccable grammar and to me is like a little bird. My grandad on the other hand grew up in Yorkshire, became a very important engineer and happened to fall in love with a foreign beauty whilst working at a Kelloggs factory together putting the toys into Cornflake packets. The rest is history, but their full story is for another time…
As Babcia frequently introduces us to things from our heritage, today was no surprise. As devout Catholics, all significant holy days are incredibly important and should be celebrated – mostly with a huge amount of food!
Today was no exception – rollmops (pickled herring fish) and gherkins on rye bread to start,roast lamb for main and then I’d said I’d bring a pudding of Eton Mess. However, it didn’t end there – Babcia then brought out the typical Easter Polish cake Mazurek, which I’ve never come across before. It was beautifully decorated and was an unusual mix of shortbread type cake layers with cranberry jelly/jam in the middle, covered in toffee sauce and fruit and nuts with a desiccated coconut macaroon style frosting around the edge. Such a strange combo, but I loved it! She was then trying to persuade us to have another Polish cake with our coffee, as well as some more typical Easter treats in the form of speckled chocolate eggs but we were STUFFED!
Adam will never just pull a nice face when I want a commemorative selfie of us…
How was your Easter lunch? Do you have any traditions as a family that you’ve always celebrated on special days?
