My big fat Easter bonus.

Dear friends,

Despite what could have been a melancholy day, I had the most lovely Easter in a very long time.

It started with this:

My family patiently posed for me. (Isn’t Ed a ham?)

Then we went to lunch where my Easter dinner looked like this:

Have you ever seen lamb chops more gorgeous than these? (I’m still enforcing a 4-oz limit per day on meat, so I ate one small chop and brought the other two home.)

Once home, Kate napped and the boys disappeared, so I retreated to the deck with my favorite reading material — a home decor catalog.

I love a sunny day on the deck and my legs went from milk white to . . . um . . . slightly darker than milk white. (Hey, I’ll take what I can get!)

Before long, the solitude of my sunny corner was broken by the commotion of happy and boastful boys.

Holy cow! I’m not sure who was prouder: Mr. Mom who showed the boys where the secret fishing hole was, the boys who caught the impressive string of bass, or the dog who supervised the whole outing.

While Ed rested (management responsibilities are taxing; Ed and I speak from experience) . . .

Mr. Mom cleaned and fileted our fish . . .

And the boys posed with their trophies . . .

Then I hightailed it in the house to heat up the cast iron skillet and make mashed potatoes and green beans. My hard-working fishermen deserved a good supper.

And the fish filets . . . they were a sight to behold. And to taste.

I promptly broke my 4-oz meat limit (just this once!) and ate two filets. My fishermen ate two platters of filets and about five pounds of mashed potatoes, with a handful of green beans thrown on for color. It made my heart (and their bellies) full.

Then after supper, my happy campers retreated to the den for an evening of . . . nothing strenuous.

Meanwhile, I received the sweetest message via Facebook from my friend Cindy. She had posted a beautiful photo of her 88-year-old mother dressed in her Easter finery and I had commented that she should treasure these days. She wrote me a long and thoughtful message about mothers and daughters and grandbabies and empty-nesters — and all those sweet and sympathetic thoughts old friends share.

I smiled.

And I counted my blessings which, this Easter, were most bountiful.

With gratitude {for a lovely day by all measures, especially in inches of fish},

Joan, who counts her lucky stars that she lives with two very resourceful and strapping men who’ve been known to bring home fish, rabbit, turkey, squirrel (Eeeek! Not my favorite!), venison, and wild hog and who always clean and cook their varied catches

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Comments

  1. Isn’t it a shame how Lamb Chops and Rack of Lamb are so under appreciated in this part of the country? But that said, my what a day! D&H

  2. texasdeb says:

    Wow – you and the boys have every right to be proud – that is quite a string of fish. Under the circumstances I commend your decision to suspend the 4oz rule. Does anything taste quite as delicious as fried freshly caught lake fish? My in-laws used to freeze crappie filets in wax paper milk cartons. My MotherinLaw swore they kept best that way, though when I was around I don’t recall them having many fish left to freeze…

    One question:Where are your hush puppies???

  3. Juanita Clark says:

    Answers my question from Facebook on who does the cooking. I want Kate’s long legs.

  4. Juanita, Mr. Mom always cooks whatever he catches or shoots and I make the sides. He’s a better fry cook than me anyway. He makes the best venison steak fingers in all the land. Many of our friends have eaten them and not known they were venison. Our cast iron skillets are well seasoned because of Mr. Mom.

    By the way, I have a new super-secret recipe for mashed potatoes that I’m going to share soon. You might think there is no difference in basic mashed potatoes, but there is. And I know the key. Will tell soon!

  5. Thank you, Joan. Glad you had a wonderful Easter.

  6. Whenever I think of “the good life,” I’m reminded of how much it depends upon our interconnectedness and the capacity to share. No wonder your day was so fulfilling!

  7. Ed is the cutest. What a sweet pup!

    Sounds like a lovely Easter. 🙂

  8. You have such a beautiful family, and I love Ed! The fish look magnificent. Nothing tastes better than fresh fish in the Spring. Glad you had a happy day despite the awful week!

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