Happy Monday everybody. This past friday, I hope many of your survived the rain delay but stayed warm and dry somewhere, tucked away downtown with a cold brew and a few hot dogs until start time. GO TRIBE! The rest of the weekend was pretty good too, don’t you agree?
(a tray of pomegranate, fresh squeezed lemons, mint and blueberries, add crushed ice and sparkling water made for a great mocktail to take the edge off!)
Yesterday I had a handful of ladies; expectant mama’s, over to our home for brunch. I wanted to gather a few other women who were going through this whole “being pregnant” experience together so we could ask questions, share stories, fears and excitement of one another as we enjoyed a fancy brunch with a sweet soon-to-be-mom flair.
(little cups of dehydrated banana’s and apples acted as an amuse bouche for the guests)
A few weeks ago Heinen’s approached me about sharing their latest campaign “Sunday Suppers” with my readers. As a local grocery destination in Northeast, Ohio, they are interested in engaging with us and discovering “Sunday Suppers” means to each of us.
(individual goat cheese and asparagus quiche tarts were both tasty and simple to make)
While growing up in a small, close knit family we used to eat a big brunch after we returned from 11am mass. We would literally get home from church, get changed out of our Sunday best and then all hit the kitchen dividing up the recipe prep tasks as we went along. We would sit in our more formal, family dining room, eat together and then linger as we picked on sweets and talked about our weeks ahead. It is a ritual that I often think about on any given Sunday.
While my sisters weren’t there to fold pretty napkins and help with the mocktail-prep, these other ladies and I laughed so hard and enjoyed each others company, I may have come up with my new version of Sunday Suppers.
The menu consisted of individual asparagus goat cheese quiches, olive oil baked french fires, bacon on skewers, lemon ricotta pancakes with ohio maple syrup, pomegranate lemon-tinis and freeze dried kid snacks. For dessert, I tricked the guests into thinking they were having banana baby food for dessert when really I had filled the glass jars with Mitchell’s caramel sea salt ice cream. We also drank a ton of bubbly waters and snacked on pretzels and pickles as the conversation drew to a close.
(There may have been a hit of banana baby food left at the bottom of each jar of ice cream but we all got to sample it and now it’s not so scary)
Thank you Heinen’s for making our morning special. Thanks to the soon-to-be mom’s who took the time to gather for brunch and open up about the joys and set backs of expecting. Thanks to my little “fur baby,” pug Franklin for enjoying all the crumbs that we couldn’t bend over to pick up!
*This post is brought to you in collaboration with Heinen’s and their Sunday Supper campaign, and received a gift card in exchange for this post. All content, ideas, and words are my own. Thanks for supporting this sponsor that allow me to create special content like this for iheartcleveland!