Someone please tell me why all the Jewish holidays are at the least convenient times?
The High Holidays come during harvest, canning, and winter planting. Pesach comes right when I want to do summer planting. Plus I have a million little starts that need fussing over.
This is just a long way of explaining why I've spent the evening harvesting the parsnips and carrots, baking nine loaves of bread, three honey cakes, and ten pots of blackberry jam. I'm not normally this productive.
Once upon a time, Jewish cooking was a great thing. But Internet, these are not our glory days.
Munchkin is certainly theologically prepared. Her favourite song as of late is Hallelujah. If you've never heard a five-year-old croon Leonard Cohen, you haven't lived.
She also likes Bruce Springsteen from The Seeger Sessions. As a result, she responds perfectly to the following prompt:
"G-d gave Noah the rainbow sign . . . "
"No more water the fire next time!"
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