preparation and fighting and fungi! (7/365a)

we found a morel in our garden. well, theodore found it, showed me, i squealed, he told everyone not to touch it or step on it and then accidentally knocked it over himself with his bike, but then we ate it - yes, we all shared one mushroom. I described our feast to my mama thus:

"ja, weil wir zu sechs waren, habe ich sie in sechzeln geteilt, in mehl hauchdün gestaubt und in heisem öl gebratten. sie war unglaublich koestlich, viel zu wenig davon, und nach dem essen haben alle leute das beduerfnis sofort nochmal unter den alten blätter durch zu schaun ob vielleicht mehr (more morels) zu finden waren, mit einem eifer die vorher nicht war. einfach unwiederstehlich. wenn mann eine morchel einmal geschmeckt hat wird der koerper diesen aroma nie vergessen. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

Other than that, our day was preparations for our Easter celebration tomorrow. We were mostly all cranky and woke-up-on-the-wrong-side-of-the-bed-y. We still managed to have a great time making our traditional easter bread (beating 20 eggs for an hour by hand, half a pound of butter and 2 pounds of flour later......) and painting our eggs. 

our easter bread recipe (on page 666.....hmmmm) from a book published in 1857

easter bread at beginning of 5 hour production (not including 2 overnight things)

snapshot, a rare shot of me

Theodore

Centa

Henry

Brian

Felix