Spring is finally here! I know it technically started last month, but this week I’ve really started to notice the first signs. This morning the birds were chirping when I woke up, and I’ve heard the spring peepers twice now. My mom used to tell me that when you’ve heard them three times, it’s officially spring. We’re starting to see more nature walks, bike rides, and kayaking in our near future, which totally beats working out inside the gym. All of these things indicate the beginning of spring, but in my mind, spring hasn’t officially started until we’ve celebrated Easter.
Growing up, Easter Sunday always consisted of a special church service, pretty spring dresses, Reese’s eggs, and a family dinner at my mema and grandpa’s house. The dinner table was usually filled with ham, deviled eggs, my mom’s homemade rolls, potato salad, baked beans, mac and cheese, and plenty of dessert. I remember my aunt used to make those bunny shaped cakes with coconut flakes, which us kids loved. One year we had a pineapple cake with coconut cream cheese frosting, another year we had lemon cake. Every dessert I can remember has been incredible, but my favorite dessert at Easter will always be a classic carrot cake, with plenty of pecans and cream cheese frosting, of course! Continue Reading