Easter at my house is an, essentially, secular affair.  This year my mom, brother, husband and I gathered at my mom's house with my mom's two dogs, my brother's dog and our new dog for a low-key afternoon with some delicious crepes, some nice wine, and the traditional Lamby Cake!

This year's cake looks a little more forlorn than usual - the sadly tilted blue eyes, the slightly inclined head ("Don't eat me," it might seem to say) - but I promise you, it was as delicious as ever.  So are the leftovers in my 'fridge.