All my life, Easter Sunday has followed roughly the same tradition: hunting for Easter eggs, a delicious Polish breakfast of babka, Polish sausage, eggs, and horseradish, Easter mass, and then a big family party. This year, however, was quite different. Mom, Dad, and I started the day with mass at the Cathedral, which included beautiful organ music played on the giant organ inside. We then went back to my place to cook paella. Luckily one of my roommates has a giant paellador, which is the large pan in which paella is traditionally cooked. I got an authentic paella recipe from my roommate as well, so we were all set. Before cooking, we took a walk through Parque de los Principes, which is the park just around the corner from my house. It was a beautiful, sunny day and all the trees and flowers were in bloom. Anyway, we made a delicious seafood and chorizo paella, coupled with a salad and a delicious bottle of Rueda wine, one of my new favorite varietals. A girl from China had just moved into my apartment the day before, so we invited her to eat with us. The four of us sat down at our small kitchen table, and had a great Easter meal. It was different - without all of the aunts, uncles, cousins, and noise that usually accompanies family holidays - and while we missed the family for sure, I wouldn't have asked for my Spanish Easter Sunday any other way.
Mom and Dad strolling through Parque de los Principes.
Cooking paella in my kitchen.
The final product!
Our Easter table. :-)
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