Happy Passover everyone!  Ok, well not everyone… just those who celebrate this Jewish holy day, which commemorates the Exodus from Egypt and slavery.  I’m torn about the fact that I will not be having Seder dinner with my family tonight, as my parents are in the Bahamas, and (selfishly… ahahaha.  just kidding!) neither my sister nor brother offered to host at their homes.  Yes, perhaps the argument could be made that I could have done the same.  But, well, I don’t have a Seder plate.  Nor do I really know how to throw together a Seder dinner.  Hmmm.  Perhaps I should ask my Mom to teach me that.  Anyhow, that’s not the point. 

Passover is one of the traditional holidays that we do celebrate together, and I love seeing my nephews Benjamin and Jacob and my niece Lily learning the traditions as well… also, I look forward to a day soon… it has GOT to be soon… when Benjamin takes over singing the Four Questions from me.  I mean, seriously.  I’ve been singing them for like… 30 years.  It’s time to move on. 

I also miss the annual box of Matzo that my Mom gives us all… and the Matzo Ball soup… not to mention the Fried Matzo (SO delicious…. ) that my Dad makes in the country, and the Sea Salted Caramel Chocolate Matzo that my sister Steph has perfected… Ahh.  And the Flourless Chocolate Cake for dessert… yum.  On the other hand, I will never miss the Gefilte Fish.

All the memories I have of Passover include delicious food, often shared with good friends as my parents loved including our non-Jewish friends in the meal and ceremony, admittedly a decent amount of wine… and just so much laughter.  I can remember when my Grandmother was still alive, the laughter starting when my Dad would pick her up and have to help her out of his low car and up our steep stairs… watching my Father and his Mother laughing to the point of tears together makes me teary even now…

What is the point of all this??? Right.  I’m torn.  No Passover Seder with my family in Montreal tonight, but as all good Jews say “Next year in Jerusalem” at the conclusion of each year’s Seder, apparently we went a little more modern.  I don’t remember exactly what we said, but it must have been something along the lines of “Next year, a few days after everyone else has their Seder, once all the excitement has died down, Oy, then, maybe we’ll have some sort of family dinner in the Bahamas or something…” And that’s what we are doing.  It’s my parents 45th anniversary at the beginning of May, and they are taking us all to the Bahamas for the week… so, while, I may miss the Matzo and the traditional Seder, I have no doubt that we will have delicious food, some (tons) of wine, and a week of laughter… so maybe I can deal with missing the Seder tonight….

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