This Easter, neither Melissa, my roommate & bestie, Lauren, nor I went home for the long weekend. And since none of us have family/kids in this city to entertain us/allow us to indulge in fun traditions like Easter Egg decorating (because let's be honest...kids are a great excuse to do all the stuff you're supposedly too old to do), we decided to have our own Easter Sunday extravaganza.
In our ridiculous excitement, we started planning our day early...the culmination of the which was going to be The First Annual Easter Casserole Cook-Off. Each of us would select a casserole recipe (Melissa and Lauren had family recipes in mind...my fam was not a casserole family, so I was left to Google "casserole recipes" and take her chances). We would then make said casseroles and decide who made the best one.
And because I am OCD, I felt the need to make the day's itinerary to make sure we fit in all of our activities. I maintain it was a great idea, because usually our game plan when we get together is to have dinner/cocktail hour, then get some writing done...but what ends up happening is having dinner/cocktail hour for about 2 hours then watching Discovery I.D. for 3 hours.
I emailed the itinerary to Lauren and Melissa to make sure they knew we had an action packed day. Email was as follows:
Mel & Lauren -
I picked out my casserole - I'll be making a Tex-Mex Chicken casserole. I thought since you and Lauren were making a Broccoli/Cheese & Corn Casserole, respectively, we might want to have some chicken thrown in there. Lord knows we could use the protein.
Here is the day's Itinerary: (times are subject to change)
10:30 - Guests (ok, just you, Mel) arrive for breakfast cocktails
11:00 - Lauren returns from her morning run, then showers while we cat-call at her through the door & make her uncomfortable. It's a fun game.
11:15 - Begin making brunch.
11:45 - Brunch - eat our faces off.
For the menu, I'm thinking eggs & turkey bacon, then pancakes - maybe of the banana & PB variety. And of course, boozy morning drinks.
12:15 - Do dishes because I'm OCD.
12:45 - Dye egss
1:45 - Eggs dry, go to store for casserole fixin's.
2:30 - 1st Annual Easter Egg Hunt. You & Lauren find the eggs, person who finds the most gets the aforementioned prize (it's a surprise...but I'll give you a clue. It rhymes with "clap dance").
3:00 - Open the wine. Begin drinking. Bitch about other people we don't like.
3:30 - Casserole cook-off begins!!
4:30/5:00 - Eat our faces off again.
6:00 - Free time.
(Now, I can't take credit for the "scheduled free time." That's a Dr. K (my father) classic.)
Lauren replied:
No pressure. But this is going to be the best day of my life! P.S. Clap dance? Sound likes the prize is gonorrhea.
...And I couldn't agree more!...except the STD part. That was not the prize.
Thinking back - and I think I speak for the whole crew when I say this - it was one of the most fun days of my life. Highlights include:
1. Me declaring "Easter was ruined" because the egg decorating kit didn't include the magic-crayon—the perfect tool for pervy egg decorating.
2. Melissa dropping her casserole (face-up...phew) on the kitchen floor because it was "too heavy," Ritz cracker crumbs scatter everywhere. Kitchen turns into quasi-skating rink. The butter makes her shine.
3. Cat-calling at Melissa (wearing a red dress) in the Path Mark, singing “lady in Red” as she peruses the tomatoes. Large black man with wife busts out laughing at us: a chubby white Midwesterner, a ginger, and a token Mexican.
4. Discussing the best way to flirt over text. While inebriated, Melissa and Jordan persuade Lauren to text a gentleman caller “Wanna play a game?”(The gentleman in question did NOT respond. We maintain it was good advice. Please note: 2 out of 3 of us are single.)
Needless to say, it's been decided this WILL be a yearly tradition. Only next year...we must have a magic egg crayon & maybe we shouldn't grocery shop after having a bottle of wine. I'm positive the other Sunday shoppers didn't actually want to watch our produce-aisle variety show.
