Deviled Eggs

Saturday, April 4, 2015
With Easter upon us, I’ve been reminded that this week we mark three years in our home. I don’t know where the time has gone! Just a minute ago we were moving in, and now it’s been three long (short?) years.

It’s funny how certain things instantly take us back to a memory, and Deviled Eggs will always remind me of our house on Arbor Meadows, and of Easter.

Mike and I went to close on our house on Monday, April 2, 2012. I remember it clearly. We were in the midst of getting ready for our wedding the very next month (perfect time to pack up and move, right?!) and our Kansas Jayhawks were playing in the National Championship against Kentucky that night. We were full of excitement, happiness, and did-we-really-just-buy-a-house emotion.

The entire next week was spent moving from our rental to the new house. The first night we stayed in our new house was Good Friday. We had worked until the wee hours of the morning moving things in and unpacking. We were exhausted but running on adrenaline. Neither of us could yet comprehend that this was OUR neighborhood, OUR house.

The next morning I woke up and it was one of those moments I’ll never forget. I opened my eyes and saw the kitchen from where I was lying in bed. “That’s my kitchen” I remember thinking. “Granite countertops, breakfast bar, all that storage!” “I can cook to my heart’s delight in there!” I still couldn’t get over the fact that only a year ago I wasn’t engaged and living in a one bedroom apartment by myself in Kansas City. I felt like Cinderella.

I instantly jumped out of bed and wanted to cook something in my fancy new kitchen. My options were limited though. Our fridge was pretty bare with the exception of some condiments and some Coors Light that Mike had bought for the move. Most of my kitchen things were still packed away in the piles of boxes that lined our living room. I tried to think of something easy I could whip up and something I could make for Easter at Mike’s parents the next day. Deviled Eggs!

You would have thought I was the Barefoot Contessa making ganache in my kitchen that morning. I was so happy – and still to this day simple Deviled Eggs bring back these happy memories.

Happy Easter friends! Be thankful for all the simple yet meaningful blessings in your life this Easter holiday.
1 comment on "Deviled Eggs"
  1. I love this. Isn't it awesome that a good kitchen can transform a move? Also, my mom started adding a bit of that pepper jelly from Superior to the deviled eggs. MINE BLOWN.


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