For me, part of the real magic of Easter lunch is that the menu is a moveable feast. Whereas Christmas is all about tradition and cooking everything exactly as we did the year before, what we eat for Easter Sunday changes each year. And that’s very much part of the fun.
My eldest (now eight) would be outraged if our Easter celebrations didn’t involve chocolate — and to be honest, so would I — so there are always lots of chocolate eggs; but beyond that, it’s carte blanche. And because Easter is in spring, there is always a plethora of glorious fresh ingredients to play with, which is perhaps what makes the cooking and the associated menu planning such pure joy.
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