My husband has never cared for the brisket his mother makes every year for seder. This year, as we obviously couldn’t all be together, he said he’d try mine rather than go straight to barbecue brisket.

He agrees my brisket is better than his mother’s.

\o/ A zisn pesach, y’all.

Last Sunday a friend sang a little song that summed up my then-upcoming few days: "Hooray for Holy Week, da da da da da da da Holy Week ..." I had done two Masses that day for Palm Sunday, and then this week we had seder at Himself's mother's house on Monday, Tax Day Happy Hour with a former colleague on Tuesday, Mass on Holy Thursday, non-Mass ( Read more... )

• Every morning for the past several weeks my stomach has felt acid-y, whether I've had coffee or not. I am not enjoying that.
  
• I did enjoy spring break, which was the first three days of this week, and in which I got a large number of useful things done as well as playing video games and napping. \o/
  
• Himself's aunt (his late father's sister) and ( Read more... )

The Gentleman Caller (I gave him an apron with the above slogan for Christmas) and I are attempting to make homemade kosher-for-Passover desserts for seder at his mother's house. (To me more accurate, we are attempting to make homemade desserts with kosher-for-Passover ingredients, because our kitchens - nor his mother's - are not kosher in any ( Read more... )

+ I apparently have magic skills that make it possible for me to ask procedural questions of a music director who is extremely on-edge and in fact had snapped at a colleague for asking a similar question less than a minute earlier, and have those questions answered calmly and helpfully (and even be thanked for having asked them ( Read more... )

I was going to do an April Fools post about how singing for the Catholics has convinced me that theirs is the true way, but then I did two Masses today (Palm Sunday), each with a reading of the Passion (from Mark, I believe; Matthew will be on Friday), and the organ was really loud and there were trumpets, and my head hurts. So I've already ( Read more... )

1. When my dad got sick, I pretty much quit paying attention to eating well and you can imagine the consequent effect on my weight and my health (not to mention my credit card balance; ice cream and other junk foods are expensive, yo). It's not a New Year's resolution, because I don't do those, but this morning now that all the traveling and ( Read more... )

Haroset is haros'd, and it was faster than doing it by hand - but no less messy, omfg.

Matzo balls are mixed and chilling. I've got a couple of hours before I have to get going on the brisket if I don't want it to be shoe leather by dinner time. Rah rah rah!

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Two years ago, I held a seder at Passover and it was well attended and, I think, a success.

Last year, I was going to do it again (but smaller!), only then I was sidetracked by my TMJ and ongoing dental issues.

This year, I was going to do it again (and smaller), only then I got mono and used up all my sick time and most if not all of my vacation ( Read more... )

1. I finished the help_haiti scarf (one of four HH things I promised; slow and steady, that's what!) and finally blocked my friend's baby blanket, and hope to send both on their way to their new homes today ( Read more... )