A Note on Easter Dinner

So there we were with 18 folks, some meat eaters, some vegetarians, some vegan, some omnivorous. Some grownups, some kids, some never grownup, some always kids.    So what in the world would you make for dinner? 

But first we had to go to church.  After all, it was Easter Sunday!  So off we trouped, walking the three blocks past the park, with no thought to the kitchen at home.  When we returned, we found Karoun in the kitchen, elbow deep in preparations for the preparations for Easter dinner!  Adding Aline and Raffi (future chef/caterers) and Marash Girl to the fray, we prepared something for everyone!  Roast leg of lamb for the serious meat eaters, roast turkey for the less serious, Armenian cabbage salad with mint and thinly sliced red and green peppers, olive oil and wine vinegar (with a hint of garlic)  (no feta cheese for those who had aversions to animal products in any form), only purple cabbage salad (Marash Girl's creation) with tamari and olive oil and wine vinegar (with a hint of garlic) for those who did not like green cabbage, boulghour pilaf made with fried onions and V-8 juice (for those who had aversion to animal products), lentil pilaf made with fried onions and water (for those who had aversion to animal products and wheat), roast leg of lamb with plenty of garlic (for those who had aversion to vegetable products), roast turkey with plenty of whole onions (for those who had aversion to red meat and/or garlic), sautéed onions cooked with sliced mushrooms (for those who had aversions to any of the other offerings), cheese and Armenian Cracker Bread for those who had aversions to everything else.  Guests brought dessert (cheese cake) and there was always ice-cream for those who couldn't or wouldn't eat cheese cake.  And, of course, coffee, decaf coffee, tea, herbal tea, lemonade, and water for those who would eat none of the above!

Needless to say, Marash Girl is still cleaning up!

N.B.  This post sounds a lot like the letters Auntie Lydia Vartanian Kricorian would write to Grandma Jennie, detailing the scrumptious meals (without the reason for the individual offerings) that she would create for her guests -- meals far more elaborate than Marash Girl would ever think of preparing!