Resurrection Sunday, know to some as Easter Sunday, is one of the holiest days of the year for me. A devout christian, the celebration of Jesus Christ arising, after dying to save me from my sins, is spiritually fulfilling.
As I set out for the nine o'clock morning church service, the thought of Easter bunnies and dyed eggs were the furthest thing from my mind. A day beginning in the house of my Lord, doubling as the first day of spring, had the happiness in my heart shining as bright as my citron leather jacket.
After a wonderful praise and worship session, I joined my best friend and her parents for a lovely brunch at my neighborhood gem, Barawine. A brunch favorite, the eggs norwegian, came with a side of potatoes and mixed greens. The perfect balance of healthy and carb nation.
Normally straying from the sweet treats, I couldn't resist indulging in a bit of dessert. The fruit tart had a raspberry drizzle that was perfectly palatable.