P-Day is here, and in slightly more than six hours, Shiksa Girlfriend and I get to host our own seder. For eleven people. Because we're geniuses like that.
The breakdown is:
- Shiksa Girlfriend and Me
- My parents, who have been lovely enough to contribute food, wine, money and time (oh, and hosting space)
- My gay godparents
- My best friend from high school and his older brother
- SG's co-worker
- The mother and father of two different best friends from elementary school that my parents have stayed in touch with.
Another way of looking at this is:
- Four non-Jews;
- Six Jews;
- And whatever the hell Shiksa Girlfriend counts as.
The dietary restrictions:
- One "vegan plus meat"; Abbot Yid.
- One "no dairy"; me.
- And one vegetarian.
Our menu:
- Fruits and Vegetable appetizer plate, complete with variety of dips and humus (piss off, kitniyot).
- Chopped chicken liver with hard-boiled eggs and onions (thanks, Mom!)
- Haroset
- Chicken Matzoh Ball Soup
- A Gigantic Salad
- Aloo Palak (Indian spinach puree with potatoes)
- Red Lentils (also done Indian-style)
- A Mega-Brisket (thanks, Dad!)
- Roast Chicken
- Walnut-Pecan praline and fruit; along with soy ice-cream.
I predict we will be eating this meal through next month.
Oh, and I made my own Haggadah. We read it all the way through last night. It takes about 1 hour pre-meal and 30 minutes post. Found some errors last night; must fix those.
(Check out excerpts on Friar Yid.)
I'm being paged. Gotta go.
1 comment:
And whatever the hell Shiksa Girlfriend counts as
Term A: Co-Jew.
The analogy is co-dependant.
Term B: Jew-By-Design.
Irrespective of halachic state. Like Ruth, she made her choice.
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