It’s time to celebrate rebirth and spring and all that jazz, whatever your religious views are, here at the Tiki Bar we hope you all have a Hoppy Easter and wonderful spring. The Easter Bunny stopped by our house twice this year, bringing double Whopper eggs, Reeses Eggs and jelly beans. (can you guess what happened? It has to do with trying keeping your basket plans a surprise, eh hem).
There’s a million kool places to go for Easter Sunday in South Florida, but we decided to stay at Pirate’s Cove Tiki Bar this year (our house, that is). I had an idea to do an old-style (yeah, sorta retro) Easter Dinner, diner style. We’re having open-faced turkey sandwiches, stuffing, and macaroni salad in the diner-kitchen. (Ok, that may not be traditional, but I and a lot of my family and friends went this route when we couldn’t get together for big family dinners.)
As for big family dinners…I come from an Italian family, who of course had to overdo everything when it came to food. For Good Friday my grandmother would make the seven-fishes thing. I don’t eat fish (allergic) so I always wound up eating spaghetti or rigatoni or something. But for Easter Sunday, they pulled out all the stops. We had a baked ham, a roasted turkey, and all the American vegetables and sides that went with them, PLUS we had a full Italian dinner including Antipasto, AND Salad, AND manacotti AND ravioli AND a big plate of meatballs, sausage and chunks of steak. Then came dessert, with assorted Italian cookies, pies, pastries, and ice cream. It’s a wonder I don’t weigh 400 pounds.
Since Easter represents rebirth, or ‘newness’, I need to mention a couple more things that are happening today. Our latest rescue puppy, Scooter, got a brand new home today with a wonderful family. He’s off to a great start now and is sure to have a wonderful life.
Also this weekend, after months of being laid up due to a bad starter, I finally got the ’53 Chevy Hot Rod running again! Today, if all goes well, I’ll be taking her out on a test drive.
Later tonight, after our diner dinner, we’ll probably relax by the pool, sipping a cocktail or two (or more probably a glass of wine for my wife Colleen). And eat lots and lots of Easter Candy!
-Tiki Chris, for Tiki Lounge Talk, The Tiki Culture Blog
(PS – I’ll bet you thought I was going to do some goofy story about how the Easter Bunny comes from Easter Island, and the Moai originally all had bunny ears or something. Maybe next year 😉