One of the best things about Easter in Utah is the pre-Easter party at the Hardway Ranch (motto: "to big for a shovel, to small for a plow, so you have to do it that hard way"). Grandpa Buddy builds a big bonfire, to roast hot dogs and marshmallows. Everyone brings something to share . . . Jell-O beans are always a big hit, so are chips and cookies. Crazy-Cousin-Shawn made some sort of pickled eggs that had onions, peppers and baby corncobs in it. People who tried it really liked it, I wasn't brave enough to try.
Dying more than five dozen eggs
A massive Easter egg hunt involving more than 300 plastic eggs (legend has it that eggs have been found well into the summer -- thank you Aunt Patti)
And the highlight of the day . . .
This year a record 72 people came. Grandma informs me that 17 of the attendees were my family or guests of my family. I'm not sure if that was a compliment or criticism. But we appreciate our friends coming to spend the afternoon with us.