A Plate of Eggs

You don’t have to be religious to enjoy Easter.  I’m not just thinking of the pleasures of chocolate eggs and fancy Easter breads or even, in Switzerland, the taste of a shoulder of baby goat roasted with potatoes and an Osterfladen, its buttery crust filled with almond- and lemon-flavored custard.   I enjoy Easter becauseContinue reading “A Plate of Eggs”