Anyway, Susie stayed at the shop finishing up a few items -- notably several folks were scheduled to drop by and pick up their Easter orders.
After I picked her up we headed home, relaxed and enjoyed a lazy afternoon before heading north to Douglas, MA, and dinner with Dick and Dorothy. Uncle Frank was there but Cathy was feeling under the weather and her wit and warmth were sorely missed.
as always on Linden Street, the food was wonderful and the conversation warm.
|My tarte. .|
|asparagus leek soup (at least I believe it was leek)|
|dick pours the wine|
|scalloped potatoes, baed ham and broccoli|
|Frank being wistful this Easter Sunday|
|the French Tarte|
|Dorothy eyeing me carefully as Uncle Frank stares off into the past, future and present, all at the same time|
|the Tarte preps dessert|
|scalloped potatoes with mushrooms|
|cocoanut cream pie with homemade graham cracker crust and a tiny chocolate tart for a chaser|
|one can never have enough scalloped potatoes|