Weekend Plans Post: Easter Sunday Brunch
Last year when we went to the Hotel Eleganté Easter Brunch, they had switched to “Reservations Only” for the first time. We were standing there like idiots saying “but we ate here last year”, as if the hostess behind the podium could do a dang thing about it. So, of course, we flipped a dessert table and left. We went to the bagel place that was a couple storefronts down from the New York Pizza Place and got a breakfast sandwich and a large pizza to go. It was almost as good as the buffet. Could have been better, if what we wanted was the pizza and the bagel sandwich…
This year, we have reservations.
And then, as soon as we belch and compliment the hostess for a great buffet, we go over to the sister’s for Easter Lunch. (Yes. I know. But that’s the only time that is good for them and we had reservations before we were told about the plans.)
We were told to bring dessert. So, on Saturday, I’m going to Cold Stone and getting a couple of quarts of ice cream. One with the vanilla base and Kit Kat, Snickers, Twix, Nestlé Crunch, and a stripe of caramel. The other with strawberry base and blackberries, raspberries, blueberries, strawberries, and gummy bears.
The other is a surprise: I’m going to make a Pigs in a Blanket Baked Brie. (Gif recipe viewable here.) I made two of those a couple of weeks back for the work game night and I COULDN’T HAVE ANY. As such, I’m going to have some now. And it’s not really something that you make for yourself as much as something that you make for a group of people so, darn it, I’m making one for Easter.
Even if someone else is supposed to be bringing the appetizer.
And, on top of THAT, it’s also Maribou’s birthday weekend so we’ve got some dates planned (finishing up Daredevil Season 3, watching the Into The Spiderverse movie). I have no idea how we’re going to squeeze in the usual litany of chores and errands on top of all that. (I might need to use the alarm clock on the weekend, of all times to use it.)
So… what’s on your docket?
(Featured image is “feeding frenzy for bread” by brains!. Used under a creative commons license.)