Celebrating Spring

Through the years, Easter dinner meant a variety of things: baked ham, a leg of lamb, roast pork. 

There was always an abundance of meat because it is the end of 40 days and nights of no meat (at least that was the custom a long time ago, when they still said Mass in Latin).

The last few years, Easter at our home meant a variety of delectable tapas. Mostly, it was an excuse not to cook, and it spanned cultural influences from Meso-American to Asian, Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or whatever stroke our fancy.

This year, because we had a few extra dollars, though not enough for an actual feast, I decided on a relatively simple dish.

Easter dinner: lobster ravioli, sauteed scallops, and pesto sauce.

All products on this plate from Trader Joe's.

Not the most beautiful photo ever taken, I realize, but all I care about it that Mom loved it. At least that much I got right this week.