Easter Brunch

So this is an unusual post.  Unusual, in that it is a very rare that my posts don’t include an actual recipe.  That being said this and next week’s posts have been super fun to prepare.  Am not going to lie am pretty excited about them folks!  But, because the whole bang shoot is far too big for a single post I will split it into two, maybe three separate posts.   Think of today as setting the scene for the full menu which I will only be sharing next week.  Just in time for Easter.  A perfectly lovely Easter Brunch.

Too late for breakfast, too early for lunch.  In my opinion brunch has become sadly overlooked as an entertaining option, and I simply don’t understand why.  In fact, besides the very occasional bridal/baby shower invitation, I can honestly not remember the last time anyone invited me over for brunch.  You should, you know, invite me for brunch; I make a very classy guest!

I recently read that hospitality is widely considered a dying art form.  I am horrified that that may indeed be the case.  Obviously they did not poll me; but is it really possible that our collective desire to invite folk into our homes; to love them and to spoil them with our time and hopefully a reasonably cooked meal could be dying?  Say it isn’t so!

I am learning how easy it is to make something beautiful out of all the things that you already have.  Being hospitable needn’t be such an expensive and stressful exercise that it puts you off inviting folk around.  All you need is to look at your home and your things with fresh eyes, think up a really clever menu that suits your budget and swing open the doors of your heart.  Really, that is all.

Oh, and maybe check that the bathroom is kinda clean.  Guests do appreciate that.

So, in celebration of brunch, hospitality and everything that goes with it, like pretty tables in pretty gardens, cold champagne in chilled glasses, wonderful cappuccinos, gorgeous frocks, and the literally endless array of brunch style foods, I thought I would share my Easter, starting with the table.

And due to my its-so-easy-to-be-hospitable smugness earlier, I think its only fair if I share some helpful tips along the way.  So I will, only if I think they make me sound smart.

To start with I moved my whole dining room table into the garden.  Yip the whole thing.  I tell ya hostess, nothing can glam up your little garden quite like putting a pretty formally set table right out there under the trees (or in my case tree).  Make sure your guests will have some shade, it is brunch and technically autumn but there is nothing worse than sweating your way to pained discomfort in someone else’s home.
I decided to stick to a monochromatic colour theme for the table.  I am not, if ever, theme driven, but it does help to keep me focused. With age comes wisdom.  With out some direction my table might end up a bit like my thoughts, prone to tangents, and for a table that could only spell disaster.  So if like me you need some reigning in, pick a theme.
The all white with teeny bits of silver look was so lovely in the garden.  My advice is to work with what you have.  Look at that vase or bowl or ornament with fresh eyes.  Failing that, borrow from your friends to make it work.  I borrowed the silver edged bowls and jug from my delightful friend.  She is ever warm and giggly not to mention a shinning example of gifted inspiring hospitality, thank you Maggie.
I like my table set before guests arrive.  I hope that when they see it all ready for them that they feel expected and welcomed, more than just a little bit special.  I do this the night before brunch, lots of time to faff over a table while Dear Husband is watching the telly and the kiddo’s are sleeping.


To the peril of my waistline I added bowls of chocolate lined white eggs, (Tannie Woolie is selling budget beater packs of white hen eggs this year).  They are so simple but they add voice to it being Easter and they matched my theme.  So did my little porcelain rabbit.  Usually he sits on my sideboard with that “I am another humdrum ornament having a tedious day” look, but he came alive on the table, adding some well needed quirky charm, don’t you think?  I like things to look all pretty and fussed over, that is either a woman thing, or a me thing, you can decide.

I like my tables to say something about me, who I am deep in my heart.  I added one of my favourite scriptures for Easter: John 3 vs 16 in The Message Bible translation. As you can see Rabbit is working on memorizing it.

The best way to teach our children hospitality is to involve them in doing it.  Let them see you enjoy it.  I made these little name tags from plain white stock card with black rope.  I had Pretty Girl help me stamp out the names using my ink stamp letter set from Typo.  I am obsessed with that store.  Pretty Girl is obsessed with my stamps.

I was given this woven heart from a very dear friend for my birthday.  It has been one of those gifts that I really like but just cant seem to find the right place for.  It has been hung on a door, a cupboard, a TV unit (stretching even for me) but nothing ever said perfect.  Not until I hung it on the back of the chair at my Easter Table.  Perfect.
I crafted these up-cycled cans for a project for Rhodes, and my kiddos fell in love with them.  Hard not to, them being so darn cute and all.  They are big enough to hold a loot of eggs but practical enough to work as a storage solution afterwards too.  You can er..hop over to Rhodes CAN Cook to see how I made them.
Make sure that your guests feel comfortable with their kiddos in your house.  To be honest I get quite giddy with fear when children start to number a gang of five or six (so relieved that my I want to be a teacher phase didn’t take root) but if I have something small planned for them, I am pretty much at ease.  An Easter hunt, the obvious choice.
If I can I love splurging on some beautiful blooms for the table.  I simply could not resist these gorgeous white roses for the table.  I added a little wooden bird that I have left over from another craft project, it just seemed to fit with the freedom of being outside.
Then I stood back and admired my work.
Then I walked to the other side of the table and admired it from that side.
Then I remembered we needed something to eat at this most lovely of table settings, so sped off to the kitchen.
Are you inspired to tackle this Easter with some understated yet gifted hospitality yourself?

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