Rhiannon Giddens solo work is wonderful, but the Carolina Chocolate Drops are hard to surpass.
The word “Easter” comes from an ancient pagan goddess worshipped by Anglo Saxons named Eostre. According to legend, Eostre once saved a bird whose wings had frozen during the winter by turning it into a rabbit. Because the rabbit had once been a bird, it could still lay eggs, and that rabbit became our Easter Bunny. Eggs were a symbol of fertility in part because they used to be so scarce during the winter. There are records of people giving each other decorated eggs at Easter as far back as the 11th century.
The Writer’s Almanac (2007)
Since 325CE in Western churches Easter is the first Sunday after the first full moon on or after the March equinox (or a week later if that full moon is on a Sunday).
The equinox was March 20th. The full moon was Friday-Saturday April 3rd-4th (depending on the time zone).
Next year Easter Sunday is March 27th.
The earliest Easter can be is March 22nd (next occasion, 2285); the latest is April 25th (next in 2038).
I think Peeps cry out for a tartly acidic, simple white, so I’ll be celebrating the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior this Holy Sunday with Chateau Bonnet Entre-Deux-Mers ($14). Its simple crispness and subdued flavors of grapefruit and the French countryside are the perfect counterpoint to the entirely artificial experience of eating Peeps. The key is to take a bite of the Peep — preferably the head, which has the best balance of spray-on falvor elements and interior mush — and then sip the wine through the rapidly disintegrating cloud of artificially colored, emulsified sugar. It’s the perfect Easter combination.
From a discussion (2011) of Easter wine writing at Louisville Juice.
. . . was assassinated while standing on the balcony outside his room at the Lorraine Motel in Memphis, Tennessee, on this date in 1968. He was 39 years old.
The evening before King concluded his speech with:
And then I got to Memphis. And some began to say the threats, or talk about the threats that were out. What would happen to me from some of our sick white brothers?
Well, I don’t know what will happen now. We’ve got some difficult days ahead. But it doesn’t matter with me now. Because I’ve been to the mountaintop. And I don’t mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land. And I’m happy, tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
… died on this date in 1841 after serving 31 days as president. He was the first president to die in office. He was 68. Cause of death may have been pneumonia or typhoid, in either case made worse by his medical care.
Harrison’s grandson, Benjamin, was president 1889-1893.