Buona Pasqua
Someone in the office today said as they were running out, 'have a nice weekend celebrating Jesus' birth.' Hmmm....

Well at least we had some Easter chocky which was good, it was a Smarties egg with Smarties inside. The true meaning of Easter is not eggs, nor bunnies, nor lots of chocolate - it is a deeply Christian festival which has lost its meaning along with Christmas. They are both high street sales extravaganzas.

These pics were taken at a little Italian shop I love in Soho called Camisa and Son. These uovo di Pasqua (Easter eggs) and we used to get these after church as children. They were usually bitter chocolate with a really cheesy little toy at the bottom -usually a plastic ring, but we loved them and our Nonna bought us each one.

The lovely colorful foil paper was usually saved for scrapbooks or wrapping other gifts and the chocolate, since it wasn't really Cadbury-like, was also saved and used in baking later on. Italian bakeries like my Aunt & Auncle's, used to hang these eggs in rows from the ceiling which made it feel so colorful and festive. Special breads and sweets were baked for the breaking of the lenten fast and it was all based around family and church.

Happy Easter everyone, Buona Pasqua.

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