Jewish: Different From All Other Nights
Apr. 13th, 2025 04:27 pmWe ended up doing Pesach with Orit and Aharon. It's not a bad thing - just very, very long. Why is it so long?
Well, it's my nephew Elad. See, he likes to make long drashot (loosely translated - sermons) on every tiny little point in the haggadah. He has them planned.
I love Elad to death, but...yeah. Seders with Michal (Eyal's cousin) and Nahum go shorter, not because they cut anything out, but because they cut way down on drashot. The ones that Nahum makes are short, to the point, and full of dad jokes. It's entertaining. Elad is deadly earnest.
That aside, I generally like doing Pesach with Orit and Aharon. My father-in-law is there, and he's a soothing presence. Orit is a warm, welcoming hostess. Aharon has a truly generous heart. Sima, Aharon's sister, is there, and she is my icon - smart, funny, warm-hearted, and kind. Ilana, Aharon's mother is there, and she's delightfully salty and gives zero fucks. Nati, Orit's youngest, is always entertaining. And the singing is gorgeous - Iraqi Jewish melodies sung by Aharon and Elad, who both have haunting tenor voices.
The food can't be beat, either. Pesach schnitzel, bakhsh (Bukhari style rice with herbs and meat), tahdig (another rice dish), matzoh ball soup, grilled salmon...yup, Orit knows how to put on a spread.
Still, we cut out at midnight - and no, the seder wasn't over, just the meal. But Eyal was exhausted, and we had an hour and a half to drive.
Eyal was proud of me. I was given a part to read, and read it well. Sima praised my singing. My nieces all showered my outfit and makeup with compliments ("Pink is your color!"). But I think I summed it up when I said this at the seder:
"ב"ה אנחנו יכולים כאן ביחד"
"Baruch HaShem we can be here together."
That's something everyone agreed on.
חג פסח שמח
Chag Sameach!
Well, it's my nephew Elad. See, he likes to make long drashot (loosely translated - sermons) on every tiny little point in the haggadah. He has them planned.
I love Elad to death, but...yeah. Seders with Michal (Eyal's cousin) and Nahum go shorter, not because they cut anything out, but because they cut way down on drashot. The ones that Nahum makes are short, to the point, and full of dad jokes. It's entertaining. Elad is deadly earnest.
That aside, I generally like doing Pesach with Orit and Aharon. My father-in-law is there, and he's a soothing presence. Orit is a warm, welcoming hostess. Aharon has a truly generous heart. Sima, Aharon's sister, is there, and she is my icon - smart, funny, warm-hearted, and kind. Ilana, Aharon's mother is there, and she's delightfully salty and gives zero fucks. Nati, Orit's youngest, is always entertaining. And the singing is gorgeous - Iraqi Jewish melodies sung by Aharon and Elad, who both have haunting tenor voices.
The food can't be beat, either. Pesach schnitzel, bakhsh (Bukhari style rice with herbs and meat), tahdig (another rice dish), matzoh ball soup, grilled salmon...yup, Orit knows how to put on a spread.
Still, we cut out at midnight - and no, the seder wasn't over, just the meal. But Eyal was exhausted, and we had an hour and a half to drive.
Eyal was proud of me. I was given a part to read, and read it well. Sima praised my singing. My nieces all showered my outfit and makeup with compliments ("Pink is your color!"). But I think I summed it up when I said this at the seder:
"ב"ה אנחנו יכולים כאן ביחד"
"Baruch HaShem we can be here together."
That's something everyone agreed on.
חג פסח שמח
Chag Sameach!