I went to a seder Wednesday night at my friend's family's house, up in Chappaqua. I love going to Pesach dinners. I love the fun and the togetherness. But, oy, the food.
Jocelyn's mom had a brisket. It was tasty, but it might be in my colon until Labor Day.
But the many glasses of wine thing is always a positive.
I thought her little brother was sort of glaring at me during dinner - you know, me being prince of the goyim, and all. He's actually pretty religious. Certainly the most religious in his family. I was tempted to make sure he caught Jocelyn doing something unspeakable to me at some point during the evening, but I refrained.
You see. Good won out over evil.
4 comments:
hehe he was probably just mad because he thinks your hooking up with his sister! :)
Prince of the goyim? I like that! lol
This is "Corky": I would like to contribute, if i may. I was at a Seder last night as well, (the fact that im jewish probably having something to do with it)and I have to pose a question. Why is it that kosher food, especially kosher for passover food tastes so bad? And I agree about the heavyness of the food. My tummy still hurts. HELP ME J.
Corky, that should be the fifth question! It's more puzzling than: "Why is it that on all other nights we eat either sitting or reclining, but on this night we eat in a reclining position?"
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