Thanks to a seemingly never-ending kitchen renovation project, we decided to do the unthinkable and go out to lunch on Easter Sunday. We knew that we might be asking for trouble, but we decided to take that risk.

Our first restaurant of choice was closed, so we looked across the street from there at the Pizza Hut. A pizza buffet sounded good!

Amazingly, the price was very reasonable (under $30 for our family of eight), and we had the restaurant to ourselves! The food was hot, the children were able to go up to the buffet numerous times, they all behaved well, and we had a great time.

I know it’s not glamorous. It’s not traditional. And there aren’t any leftovers. But it was relaxing, fun and there are no dishes to clean up!

As I think back on the meal, my mind pauses on Mike and Amelia, barely able to see over the edge of the buffet dishing up their plates. I also see Isaac and Laura on each side of the baby, feeding him bites, playing with him, and cleaning up his little messes. He loved their attention and we all giggled at the antics on that end of the table! I also remember with a grimace, Amelia on her back scraping old gum from the underside of the table. Yuck!

It may not be the most flashy Easter dinner, but I hope it’s one I remember for a long time.