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Apparently, my grandmother, the one who lives in Chicago, is rather fond of Easter. I didn't know it was such an important holiday for her until the twins were born. Last year, she asked if it would be OK to send them a basket in the mail, and I said yes. This year, she sent another.

In the basket were two bunny dolls, two packages of Peeps, and two chocolate bunnies.

And also two hard-boiled eggs, dyed and decorated with the names "April" and "Simone" on them.

I'm sorry to say that the eggs went directly to the compost.

No, Really, I Swear I'm Not A Gourmet Cook.

Even if I did have homemade chicken liver pate (sort of) and braised artichokes for dinner tonight.

The "pate" was more like French chopped liver, but it was sure tasty. Could use a bit more butter and cream next time, I think. And maybe a splash more acid. Just a touch. Still, not bad for a first try.