Yup, that’s what I did when I realized I’d forgotten all about my Saturday ‘G’ post. It’s been a long time since I posted on Saturdays so I guess the reflex escaped me.
Plus, Easter is tomorrow so the kiddies had me waking up early so I could hit the ‘primeurs’ in search of white eggs. (White eggs are annoyingly difficult to find in France. They don’t sell them in regular grocery stores – except in the kosher section but more often than not, they’ve been bought up already.) The inlaws and friends are coming over for Easter dinner tomorrow so there’s shopping and preparations to be done for that too.
There’s no talk of the ‘Easter Bunny’ ‘round these parts. (except in our family, since I’m American.)
In France, it’s church bells who bring the eggs. You see, on Good Friday, all the church bells in France fly to Rome to be blessed by the pope. And on their way back early Sunday morning, they drop chocolate eggs into the kids’ gardens and homes. When they finally arrive back at their churches on Easter Sunday, all the bells in France sound off happily at the same time.
Now, I was born and raised Roman Catholic, and even I think that explanation’s a little lame. What the hell do church bells want with chocolate eggs?
Then again, Peter Cottontail hopping down the bunny trail doesn’t make much sense either. However, I’m sticking with my American roots and the kids and I will be watching ‘HOP’ and coloring lots of stinky hard-boiled eggs for tomorrow’s festivitiesJ
What are your Easter traditions? I hope you all have a fantastic one!