That being said, it was a nice night. I saw all my cousins and they are wonderful.....and......old. When did they get so old? Good thing I never get old. 30 cousins all still asking me what am I going to be if I grow up?
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So.....Feast 2012 completed. We have entered a new era.....the era of GRAY matzoh balls. Served in a tepid bowl of cloudy yellow water was, yes, a dark gray matzoh golf ball!! Even I, the amazing actress, could not get past this one. I needed a serrated knife to penetrate the shell.
That being said, it was a nice night. I saw all my cousins and they are wonderful.....and......old. When did they get so old? Good thing I never get old. 30 cousins all still asking me what am I going to be if I grow up?
That being said, it was a nice night. I saw all my cousins and they are wonderful.....and......old. When did they get so old? Good thing I never get old. 30 cousins all still asking me what am I going to be if I grow up?
The loudest truth I ever heard was the softest sound.
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I don't get old, either. I look at FB at the people I went to high school with, some of whom have grandkids, and say to myself, "no way!" 
Sorry about the matzoh balls, tho. Maybe if you used them for putting practice after dinner, the cook would take the hint?
Sorry about the matzoh balls, tho. Maybe if you used them for putting practice after dinner, the cook would take the hint?
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Well. I'm home from The Feast 2013. It is nothing if not consistent. 50 people sitting in one dinning room vying to be this years center of attention. And there was so much to pick from. I came this year without a date so clearly the assumption was that I picked this time to come out of the closet. There were a few new wives and a few new girlfriend/boyfriends to pick from. There were long lost ex-spouses and a disabled baby to gossip about. A few had moved on to their next assignment in heaven, and a few just refused to come. Lots of fodder for table talk. And you needed talk to help push down the gray masses of unsalted potato thingies and the driest pot roast EVER known to man. One thing that was really funny happened. One of my cousins made a peach kuggel ( I think). So the waiters bring out The Feast and there is no kuggel served. She goes into the kitchen and tells the servers to bring the kuggel to the tables. They bring it out and my other cousin, the one that cooked The Feast 2013 runs to the tables and takes it off and brings it back to the kitchen saying it is for desert. So the Kuggel Cousin goes in and gets the platters and puts them back on the tables saying they were for the main course. And yep, The Feast 2013 cousin takes them off again. We were all witnessing the dawn of The Great Kuggel Conflict of 2013 (TGKC). TGKC moved into the kitch and there was a heated argument and eventually a pale waiter brought the kuggel to the tables. This action has huge implications. I mean, someone CHANGED THE MENU! So anyway, going back to who became the center of attention..........just guess. How many unemployed unmarried women were sitting at the table..........? Yep, I became the topic of conversation. My nails are bitten down to the stubs and I've rubbed a hole in my eyebrows.
Wow, I just looked back to the beginning of this post. 2009 was the first Feast I posted here. 5 years of inedibles. I've been here a long time.(for me)
50 people sitting in one dinning room vying to be this years center of attention. And there was so much to pick from. I came this year without a date so clearly the assumption was that I picked this time to come out of the closet. There were a few new wives and a few new girlfriend/boyfriends to pick from. There were long lost ex-spouses and a disabled baby to gossip about. A few had moved on to their next assignment in heaven, and a few just refused to come. Lots of fodder for table talk. And you needed talk to help push down the gray masses of unsalted potato thingies and the driest pot roast EVER known to man. One thing that was really funny happened. One of my cousins made a peach kuggel ( I think). So the waiters bring out The Feast and there is no kuggel served. She goes into the kitchen and tells the servers to bring the kuggel to the tables. They bring it out and my other cousin, the one that cooked The Feast 2013 runs to the tables and takes it off and brings it back to the kitchen saying it is for desert. So the Kuggel Cousin goes in and gets the platters and puts them back on the tables saying they were for the main course. And yep, The Feast 2013 cousin takes them off again. We were all witnessing the dawn of The Great Kuggel Conflict of 2013 (TGKC). TGKC moved into the kitch and there was a heated argument and eventually a pale waiter brought the kuggel to the tables. This action has huge implications. I mean, someone CHANGED THE MENU! So anyway, going back to who became the center of attention..........just guess. How many unemployed unmarried women were sitting at the table..........? Yep, I became the topic of conversation. My nails are bitten down to the stubs and I've rubbed a hole in my eyebrows. Wow, I just looked back to the beginning of this post. 2009 was the first Feast I posted here. 5 years of inedibles. I've been here a long time.(for me)
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It is a good thing to be a mensch for family. Dam-sel has experienced three seders now. I appreciate her taking part in it with us, even though it is fairly foreign to her. Dam-et was sleeping when we started the one the family was here for, so we let him sleep. He made it clear it was the right choice as he woke up while we were still reading the first part of the Haggadah, walked by us, and returned to his room. He did join us for the meal itself, though.
Second night I did a rehash alone, with what was left from the night before, as that was the beginning of this new journey for Dam-et and us all.
May he be delivered safely out of this challenge...
