Buona Pasqua 🐣🐑
When you marry, you learn that your family's traditions are unique to your family and that other families have their very own traditions. When you travel it is a similar experience: the North American traditions are just one of many even within the realm of "Western" culture. Living, instead of visiting, has really given us the chance to experience all these differences with all five senses. Easter in Italy is definitely one you can touch, taste, smell, see, and hear. Easter in the Snider household was a secular day. We would wake to candy strewn, and hidden, throughout the house. We didn't do the plastic eggs, from my recollection, but candies were often ones that dad had collected from duty free shops across the world. I don't remember any specific incidents of being cajoled by Jody to trade my best chocolates for mediocre ones like at Halloween. I think that's because I love Easter candy: there are no mediocre ones! Or at least there wasn't when the S...