As a young teen, I loved watching movies depicting college kids on “Easter vacation.” Films like Where The Boys Are and Palm Springs Weekend gave me dreamy ideas of the fun and independence I could look forward to. Alas, I never had the opportunity to experience what the kids now call spring break. No Fort Lauderdale or Palm Springs for me, just time at home with a big “status quo” stamped on my forehead.
Spring break this year, for me, will consist of what I refer to as “Where The Goys Are” ! (The word “goy” is a Hebrew and Yiddish term for a non-Jewish person).
On April 4, Steve, Mom and I will be attending a Passover Seder dinner at the home of our friends Rob Schlesinger and Kelly James. Knowing that Mom and I have food limitations, these lovely folks always make sure that everything they serve is gluten-free— even the matzah crackerbread will be gluten-free. Talk about a feast. I know that we can look forward to brisket, potatoes, vegetables, matzah ball soup, chicken liver paté, haroset (a cold dish made with apples) and some type of decadent chocolate sweet for dessert.
To help with the festive mood, Steve and I will bring the alcoholic beverages— Manischewitz wine, peach Champagne and hard apple cider. By the end of the evening, all of the people present will certainly have satisfied taste buds. We thank Rob and Kelly in advance for what promises to be an evening of traditional ritual readings, lovely fare and fellowship.
