Holy week is the best week of the year for me. I love the nostalgic feelings in my heart when I remember how holy my family kept the Lenten season. Good Friday takes the… not the cake… the buns. My taste buds are acting up right now for Hot Cross Buns and a Hot Cup of Tea.

When I was a child, on Good Friday morning, we drank orange peel tea, sweetened with brown sugar. I did cut out sugar and flour, but those Hot Cross Buns…hmm. Today, I really don’t know what I am going to do. Maybe I would eat one, two even three; perhaps I won’t even eat a piece. LORD it’s Holy Week and I know you already know the outcome of Good Friday in my home. We are keeping it holy. A wonderful safe day to you and yours.