Last year, we hosted my husband’s side for Easter Eve dinner. The celebration came to be because his parents had conflicting plans Easter night, when we usually gather for dinner, after a very filling brunch at my mom’s house. We’re both blessed and cursed to have both sides of our family live so close. Blessed to be able to see them whenever we please, but holidays often become a bit stressful. Rather than do what normal couples do and alternate each year, we attempt to do both. Splitting the Easter celebration between both Saturday and Sunday made it a dream. We had plenty of quality time with each side and didn’t feel rushed or overly stressed. So nice, that I proposed we do the same thing this year, what I hope becomes a family tradition.
Brooklyn Locavore 