This Weekend, We Eat. Part 1

I love Easter weekend. As of late, my roommate Kaitlyn has been coming to Woodstock with me to find some eggs. Spending time with the family is great, but can be exhausting. There's only so much I can take of hanging out with a ten-year-old.

I'm free to see my friends on the Friday, we colour Easter eggs on the Saturday (which is usually followed by a high school reunion at local bar Juliana's), and Sunday is jam-packed with Easter fun. What spans all of these days, though, is the food.

Here's a look at my Good Friday. It was good indeed. Meat is not allowed, so there was a whole lot of fish. I really should have fasted before I came to Woodstock.