Wednesday, April 03, 2013

Holy Saturday crack up


One of the very first chapters I wrote for A Homemade Year, was the Holy Saturday chapter. Holy Saturday is the the day between Good Friday and Easter, and unless you attend a community Saturday Easter Egg Hunt or an Easter-eve Vigil, there is nothing really "official" about this day. It is pretty much just an inbetween day.
But for our family Holy Saturday is almost as big a deal as Easter.
We go to my grandparents house on the lake.
We boil and dye eggs.
We eat homemade piminto cheese and kettle potato chips for lunch, and Granny Mary's Kitchen Sink Soup, and Presbyterian Slaw for dinner (those last two recipes are in the book.)
And everyone dyes the eggs, not just the kids.

Here is a little recap of this years gathering.


First, let me tell you, that my grandmother is the original thrifty lady. The original recycle, reuse, restoring mama.
I don't know how long she has had this bottle, (that she fills, as the label clearly states, with white vinigar,) in her windwsill. Maybe 20 years?
I love it.


Every year we boil more eggs than we can eat. And we make up the dye in the same coffee mugs.
We cover the table with newspaper, break out the rubberband collection (carefully maintained by saving all of the sunday paper rubber bands,) grab a few crayons, and get to work.


The Morton Salt Girl mugs are my very favorite.


My brother now lives with my grandparents and helps them with the larger chores, running errands, and some of the cooking. Since he gave my grandmother a good chunk of her white hair during his younger days, we figure he owes them.
Okay, we don't really think that.
Mostly we think that he is the most stand-up guy ever.
We all sleep a little better at night, knowing he is there.



The coffee pot earns it's keep when all invade.
It stays on a permanant cycle of making and refilling. 
I am pretty sure that the common love and dependancy on coffee is one of the ways our family stays close.
No one, excpet maybe the Gilmores and the Stones adore coffee quite as much as us.


I told my mother I was going to post a picture of her in curlers and she just shrugged.
Those curlers might be as old as the vinegar bottle.
Hi, Mom!!


I was trying to go for the crackle effect with this egg.
Instead I just got cracked.
Insert deep voice here "this is your brain. this is brain before coffee. any questions?"

You just think teenagers never look up from their devices. This one could give them a run for their money.



It rained almost all Easter day. These eggs never made it outside for a hunt and I was NOT about to hide them indoors.
Also, I am quite grateful that Wylie likes boiled eggs about as much as he likes chocolate.

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2 comments:

  1. I just wanted to let you know that I received your book today....I ordered it from Amazon and they had it on backorder. I'm so excited that it finally arrived!
    It looks divine....I read bits of it here and there today, and hope to "dig deep" into it this weekend. Thanking you in advance for all the inspiration I'm going to get from it.

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  2. I absolutely love this. I love the idea of Holy Saturday. Doing this next year! What a great family you have!

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