This year, there were only four people at the Everythingtarian household for the Easter holiday. For the record, I have three sisters and two parents; so in theory, the numbers should equal six. This weekend however, Mama Everythingtarian, Daddy Everythingtarian, yours truly and one of my BFFs, Ashley, were the only VIPs in attendance.
As my sisters + I get older, sometimes holidays are spent apart as they celebrate with their boyfriend’s families or I go off traveling somewhere (as has been the case thus far). I swear, just yesterday, my older sister was cruelly taunting me, “I know where your Easter basket is, but I’m not telling!” and now, she is a homeowner and dating the same guy for 10 years. Growing up is a crazy thing, no?
Or take my younger sister for example. It wasn’t that long ago I once threatened to kill her for making me get off the computer so she could rightfully take her turn. She didn’t sleep that whole night. Now, she’s been dating her boyfriend for six years and spent the weekend helping him move into a new apartment. Also, if you know anyone hiring a nurse in the Twin Cities area, let her know.
Finally, my youngest sister will be graduating high school this June and heading off to Colorado for college in the fall. By the way, she is more like eight years old in my head instead of 18. I still remember her at age five reciting word-for-word, inappropriate lines from Happy Gilmore and Billy Madison (which happens when you have three older sisters).
However, as much as I miss having my three sisters all together, their absenteeism does have its perks. For one, I get to spend more one-on-one time with Mama + Daddy Everythingtarian, which is truly a rarity with three sisters. Growing up, holidays were more likely to consist of hair pulling, backseat fighting and ganging up on one unlucky sister (usually, moi) than actual quality time spent together.
So, when my parents, Ashley and I headed out to a new Thai restaurant on Saturday night, I have to admit I quite enjoyed being able to chat with the ‘rents without fighting for attention (which, yes, still happens even though we range in age from 18 to 27).
Daddy Everythingtarian ordered a lovely, smooth bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon for the table to start…
Perusing the Asian-Thai-American fusion menu, he chose the red snapper served with fresh ginger, mushroom and onion…
This was amazing. The snapper was fresh and really tasty, and the whole dish had a nice Thai touch.
Mama Everythingtarian got the pad thai with chicken…
If you didn’t realize it, you are staring at the reason for all my eccentricities.
Then, Ashley + I decided to split the som tam (spicy papaya salad), which came with a lovely side of sticky rice, cabbage and sweet teriyaki beef jerky…
…as well as the Tri Curry with chicken, which is a sample of each yellow, red + green Thai curries…
Verdict? So. Dang. Good. Overall, I think the red snapper and Tri Curry were the winners of the evening. Both dishes were extremely well done. And, there was so much food, I even got to bring home some leftovers back to Madison.
Another perk 0f being the only sister home for the holidays is one that I personally enjoy: there are never too many cooks in the kitchen. To be honest, they don’t really cook anyways, but I enjoy the quietness and freedom to do my kitchen thang nonetheless. No offense sisters.
This Easter morning, I started off the day by baking up a batch of Berry Oatmeal Scones. However, I added too much baking powder or soda (and was uber-angry at myself for not properly measuring), and the scones had a slightly bitter aftertaste to them.
I still ate mine, and upon returning from a round of golf, Daddy Everythingtarian wolfed down two of them. Apparently, the bitterness couldn’t have been that bad.
After three hours of watching the America’s Next Top Model marathon, the four of us sat down to a yummy brunch at 12:30pm. Since my three carnivorous sisters were not in attendance, ’twas a lovely vegetarian affair. *Cough* reason #3 sister-less holidays have their advantages *cough*.
Starting with some dyed hard-boiled eggs…
Because Easter is just not Easter without egg dying.
Followed by a huge bowl of fresh strawberries + pineapple….
An 8-x-8″ bruleed pan of Kath’s Baked Banana Oatmeal…
I added LOTS of cinnamon to this recipe, for obvious reasons. I also like to cut things (like this pan of oatmeal) into different sizes. That way, if someone just wants a smidge of it while another person wants a honkin’ piece, everyone is happy. I guess that’s the compromise-loving, avoid-conflict-at-all-costs middle sister in me talking.
I also took this advice to heart cutting up the broccoli and mushroom frittata (based off this recipe)…
Altogether, with a slice of Ezekiel toast + buttah and coffee + skim milk…
Perfection. And fullness.
And no worries, it’s not Easter without a basket of this sitting around…
Multiple (as in 100?) dips were made into this basket throughout the weekend, especially for the peanut M&Ms, Almond Joy eggs and malted milk eggs. My favorites.
Then, we wrapped up the weekend with more America’s Next Top Model and a 5-mile run in the sunny, 60 degree weather. As nice as it was to have a low-key weekend filled with yummy food, trashy TV, my parents + friends (Ashley, as well as Stacy + Clinton), a holiday just isn’t a holiday without my sisters.
July 4th, 2010, we’re gunning for you…hair pulling, backseat fighting, cruel taunts and all.