Faith Family & Food

I hope y'all had a wonderful Easter celebration! We did. No company this year, just a quite family dinner. A very special time.

These five have stolen my heart.

Once we arrived home from church it was time to get the food goin'. My hubby was hungry! =) So the kids and I rolled up our sleeves and headed to the kitchen to make a scrumptious meal.

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Salad

Spinach Salad with Shaved Parmesan

Freshly Baked Sour Dough

Main Course

Rosemary Roasted Potatoes & Asparagus

Stuffed Pork Tenderloin with Shiitake Mushroom Sauce

Dessert

Chocolate & Peanut Butter Mousse Cheesecake

Espresso

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YUM!!!

All recipes can be found in the taste of home April/May 2012 edition

While the food was cookin' we finished up my favorite part...decorating! The boys helped me with ALL the decor this year and I think they did a fabulous job.

Centerpiece for the coffee table

Aaron built me this birdhouse for my birthday last year. I just LOVE it!!! Placed on the sofa table, backed by a picket fence and flanked by two glass vases filled with branches... it was the perfect accessory for our natural bird theme.

For the buffet table, we used the crosses I made out of fence pickets last year.

Twig placemats form the runner down the center of the table, while moss nestled at the base of each candle gives a warm feel

Faith, Family, Food and Laughter...what could be better.

Until then...

Jessie

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