I will share my funny story regarding Easter Baskets though...
I studied near Edinburgh when I was in University. And was there over Easter. A group of us had plans make a big Easter dinner and celebrate together. I was not the best cook so signed for wine and Easter Baskets. I couldn’t find an Easter basket to save my soul... so resigned myself into making them.
The entire week we had been getting a lot of visitors to the house we lived in, A- it was a county park and B-the town knew a crop of Americans lived there.
So 2 things happened, the first was two young boys asked me if they could see the inside of the house (it was historical) one was a local boy and the other was his American cousin who was visiting. So I took them on a tour and they kind of hung out for awhile with the ‘crazy American students at the big house’ for the day. While that was going on all the local clergy were stopping by to invite us to Easter services.
Meanwhile (still with me?) I’m now making Easter baskets with twigs and string... between the local Vicar asking me “what the hell are doing” and the two kids laughing at me trying not swear. I had to explain Easter Baskets to a very confused audience.
The Vicar wandered away mumbling something about egg rolling and crazy Americans and the boys wandered off to do what 9/10yo boys do and finally got to swear while constructing the ugliest and worst put together baskets the world has ever seen.
Come Easter, the boys had dropped off an Easter basket as a thank you for the tour. And I was mentioned in passing at the local Easter Service in regards to bringing the faith with me...
Well shit... I may be responsible for your current Easter crisis. Sorry!