As I mentioned on my other blog, we celebrated Easter on Saturday with 140 of our closest relatives.
It was a potluck lunch - the men grilled lamb chops and everyone was supposed to bring a side dish or dessert to share.
For the most part, things went as planned.
But in the picture above you can see that someone brought a pizza (I'm pretty sure it was the microwave version).
A pizza? Really?
Do you know what the worst part of it is? Even they didn't eat it.
