BetteTheRed
Resident Heretic
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We did a Maundy Thursday/Seder combo on Thursday evening. I roasted a couple of lamb legs, made some of the rest of the food (roasted vegetables, rice/grain pilaf, ratatouille, salad). Also had to drive a ridiculous number of kilometers to obtain sufficient quantities of matza (could have been nicknamed the Seder of the Heavy Carbon Footprint, lol). Great meal. Lovely service. We've been to the synagogue to join our Jewish neighbours for Seder a couple of years, but it really works better for us to do our own; we can incorporate some Christian ideas on either end without fear of offense. (Some of us, some years, do both; our synagogue's community Seder is always on the Tuesday of Holy Week.) I've been reading some Kabbalah material, and I'm thinking next year, I'll try and do some of the spiritual activities associated with the 12 days leading to Pesach; it may add to my understanding of the Haggadah.
And I usually do a ham for Easter, because I've had the lamb on the Thursday before. Also, goes well with scalloped potatoes, for which I'm somewhat famous in my circle; I make them with caramelized onions and goat cheese. Kids are coming over, maybe Hippie, maybe a couple of friends.
Just listening to Stuart read "The Fig Tree", which is one of my favourite Easter stories. Spring's in the air here, but not quite yet. I'll be throwing my "rock of burdens" on a frozen lake at the sunrise (sic; 'tis 7 a.m.) service tomorrow. And Lucy the Lunatic Hound is still cherishing her little bit of snow in the backyard to roll in (she's a mutt who may very well be a Foxhound/Husky cross).
Cross-posted, pinga (my post took a while to write and was much interrupted). Hugs for last week; it's where life experience shines - when one can see learning opportunities and pursue them in the face of the temptation to take things personally. Looking forward to hearing how your new bedroom has become your oasis in life.
And I usually do a ham for Easter, because I've had the lamb on the Thursday before. Also, goes well with scalloped potatoes, for which I'm somewhat famous in my circle; I make them with caramelized onions and goat cheese. Kids are coming over, maybe Hippie, maybe a couple of friends.
Just listening to Stuart read "The Fig Tree", which is one of my favourite Easter stories. Spring's in the air here, but not quite yet. I'll be throwing my "rock of burdens" on a frozen lake at the sunrise (sic; 'tis 7 a.m.) service tomorrow. And Lucy the Lunatic Hound is still cherishing her little bit of snow in the backyard to roll in (she's a mutt who may very well be a Foxhound/Husky cross).
Cross-posted, pinga (my post took a while to write and was much interrupted). Hugs for last week; it's where life experience shines - when one can see learning opportunities and pursue them in the face of the temptation to take things personally. Looking forward to hearing how your new bedroom has become your oasis in life.
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