Cascarones

It's that time of year again. Last night we finished dyeing the 3 dozen cascarones for this year's Easter/fiesta fun. For the uninitiated, cascasrones are decorated, confetti filled eggs that magically (cough!) get broken over the head of a friend or loved one. The tradition says the breaking of the egg brings good luck to the confetti-covered recipient, but frankly, luck or not, they are just plain fun! And I do mean serious F-U-N!

We started enjoying cascarones in San Antonio where they are an integral part of Fiesta. Now that we're not living in San Antonio I make them myself. Friends and co-workers (and the housekeeping staff -- sorry!) have since been introduced to the wonders of these confetti creations. Said friends and co-workers will either be excited or head for the hills when they hear another 3 dozen cascarones have made it in to the world. Those hiding in the hills just don't appreciate the fine art of confetti in the hair and on the floor and in the desk and on the furniture and in the pockets and in the coffee mug and in the ... which reminds me ... it's always better to break the cascarones outside. Hear that, kids? OUTSIDE.

Mid dye process, the turkey-lurkey started goofing around with the eggs. (Like that's a surprise.)

What's funny is that his t-shirt says "I'm not dead yet." Really? I couldn't tell. (raised eyebrow) He was obviously fine enough to take the camera and command a similar pose from yours truly:


Check out those fingers/nails coated in egg dye. Oooo, manicure here I come!