In which I ramble quite a bit about food

In which I ramble quite a bit about food

I was going to be like everyone else and tell some kind of interesting, funny Easter story, but then I remembered that I'm Jewish. I have no Easter stories. I do, however, have Chanukah stories and Passover stories and Shabbat stories.

Unfortunately I can't think of one at the moment. All that's running through my head is food: gross matzah-based baked goods, latkes, braided hallah (I do love hallah), my mom's attempt to make matzah stuffing. For Pesach this past weekend, my grandma made for tupperwares of Passover cookies, which my little cousins eat because Grandma is a bit scary. Mendel bread is a bit like those dry crunchy cookies that you dip in your tea - scones? I can't remember the name... And she also made butter cookies using margerine, because apparently you can't have butter and meat at the same meal because you can't "bathe a lamb in its mother's milk." (That's news to me. I really only know the no meat and dairy rule, and of course no pigs. No pigs ever. And no shellfish.)

In any case, Passover tends to be a holiday where I skip dessert. Sorry I'm a bit rambly tonight, I haven't yet had a chance to catch up on my sleep. :\

Happy Easter to y'all, and happy Pesach!

To match my rambly mood, here's a picture of a very blurry, very creepy, very dead animal that I saw at the science museum. About an hour after a took this picture, and several other pictures, I realized the flash on my camera was off. Hence the blurriness.

I am an afikoman failure (in two ways)

I am an afikoman failure (in two ways)

First of all, I failed to find the afikoman. Technically, as the oldest cousin, I am supposed to forget about my afikoman-finding skills and allow one of my little cousins (ages 5, 6, 6, 10, and 12, and 14 months, and 2, but the last two can't participate because they have a limited verbal capacity) to find it and then be very excited and return to to my grandpa to recieve a reward.

(For those of you who are extremely confused right now, the afikoman is a special piece of matzah that gets hidden at the beginning of the seder - the special Passover meal - for the kids to find at the end. Then traditionally the kid who finds it gets some kind of reward, usually a dollar, and then the afikoman is broken up and everybody gets a piece of it for dessert. Which, in case you are wondering, doesn't exactly make sense, as matzah is a dry cracker that basically tastes like cardboard.)

As soon as my uncle announced that it was time to find the afikoman, one of my cousins went over and pulled it out, as he had already seen it and was just waiting for the time to find it to arrive. Then there was quite a bit of chaos as all the other kids insisted that that (ooh, look, double that!) wasn't fair since he didn't have to look and none of the others got a chance to search.But then my grandpa gave everyone a dollar so it was all okay.

The second way I am an afikoman failure: I don't think that's the correct spelling, and I'm too tired to go look it up.

Aficoman? No way.

Officoman? Nope.

Aphi- Okay, that's totally wrong. I must have it spelled right.

My mother, who's been a Jew a lot longer than I have, says it's afikomen. :\ Instead of changing all my a's to e's, I'll just let y'all (yes, I said y'all) see how horrible of a speller I am. My mom's always said I can't spell worth beans. (For the record, I don't even like beans.)

Ten's a nice number

Ten's a nice number

It's April 10th! Ten days of blogging. April's been pretty slow so far - but I'm sure it will pick up when I start school again next week and have to start studying for the AP exam. Fun, fun fun.

I don't want to write one of those blogs where I tell you what I did today and what I had for lunch and now I'm going to go brush my teeth and then tomorrow I think maybe I'll eat an omelet and I hope it doesn't rain, because that's boring and I'm sure you're not interested in that. (Although really I do hope it doesn't rain tomorrow.) Sorry I don't have anything interesting to say today...

Tomorrow's Passover - well, technically Wednesday was the first night of Passover and it ends sometime next week (8 nights? 10 nights?), but my family's all together for our seder tomorrow night. That means lots of food (my aunt's forbidden gefilte fish, though) and lots of mendel bread (which will be grosser than usual since it'll be made with matzah meal) and just general chaos. Lots of little kids and adults who don't get along very well. Matzah balls are good though.

Not to be hypocritical, but I'm going to bed now.

And I think hotel pillows are gross.

And I had chocolate chip ice cream tonight.

And I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow.