I remember one Seder we went to a new-ish family friends house. I was probably 10 and the family were Peruvian Jews. Their Grandpa was there and it was clear he had a story - i could sense everyone existing around him. People spoke in Spanish in his presence and quickly switched to English around everyone else. When we searched for the afikomen, he took out his wallet and gave $100 bills to all the kids. It felt like I became a millionaire overnight. My parents went up to their friend and said that this was too kind and they would give back the money to the grandfather. Their friend looked at my parents and said, don’t say a word and don’t even contemplate doing such a thing. I’ve always wondered what his story was. I spent my $100 at Delia’s, of course.
When I was growing up my mom let us color eggs and put them in plastic baskets (the kind cherry tomatoes come in) with the plastic grass. I never understood why my conservadox raised, kosher with glass dishes and two sets of cutlery mother ever let us do that, and I didn’t do it with my own kids. But I gladly would exchange that memory for one that involved making and eating any matzah crack!
Growing up my dad always did a magic show during the Seder. There were fake frogs on the table, red food coloring in the water (for the blood!) and flying marshmallows to symbolize the plague of hail. It was so fun and definitely gave me some core memories and positive associations for the holiday! This year my daughter is three and old enough to know a little about what’s going on. She even learned some of the Ma Nishtana and sang for everyone. It’s so sweet to be continuing traditions!! Hope you and your family have a beautiful Passover 🤍
I laughed so hard at this. My son came home from preschool a few years ago asking about Easter eggs, bunnies, chocolates, and I tipped my hat to him as a Jewish mother and said, “kid, you get bitter herbs, dry crackers, and parsley dipped in saltwater. Buckle up!” Turns out his umami-salt-loving little brother absolutely adores dipping parsley in saltwater and gleefully eats charoset by the spoonful. Small win!
Having to bring your Passover "lunch" to school and explaining to your non-Jewish friends why you had to eat this "food" for 8 days and why it looked like exactly the same every day. I have learned as an adult that some people only celebrate it for a couple of days - that I could have tolerated, but no matter what I still loathe this holiday.
We had a very similar experience last night and we pulled out a Passover sticker book - turns out that peeling locust and lice stickers is kind of… gross.
I remember one Seder we went to a new-ish family friends house. I was probably 10 and the family were Peruvian Jews. Their Grandpa was there and it was clear he had a story - i could sense everyone existing around him. People spoke in Spanish in his presence and quickly switched to English around everyone else. When we searched for the afikomen, he took out his wallet and gave $100 bills to all the kids. It felt like I became a millionaire overnight. My parents went up to their friend and said that this was too kind and they would give back the money to the grandfather. Their friend looked at my parents and said, don’t say a word and don’t even contemplate doing such a thing. I’ve always wondered what his story was. I spent my $100 at Delia’s, of course.
PASSOVER LOTTERY WINNER.
Deliassss!!!!
When I was growing up my mom let us color eggs and put them in plastic baskets (the kind cherry tomatoes come in) with the plastic grass. I never understood why my conservadox raised, kosher with glass dishes and two sets of cutlery mother ever let us do that, and I didn’t do it with my own kids. But I gladly would exchange that memory for one that involved making and eating any matzah crack!
I just made a new kind of matzah crack with chocolate and sesame seeds. YUM!
That sounds incredible, enjoy!
Growing up my dad always did a magic show during the Seder. There were fake frogs on the table, red food coloring in the water (for the blood!) and flying marshmallows to symbolize the plague of hail. It was so fun and definitely gave me some core memories and positive associations for the holiday! This year my daughter is three and old enough to know a little about what’s going on. She even learned some of the Ma Nishtana and sang for everyone. It’s so sweet to be continuing traditions!! Hope you and your family have a beautiful Passover 🤍
I laughed so hard at this. My son came home from preschool a few years ago asking about Easter eggs, bunnies, chocolates, and I tipped my hat to him as a Jewish mother and said, “kid, you get bitter herbs, dry crackers, and parsley dipped in saltwater. Buckle up!” Turns out his umami-salt-loving little brother absolutely adores dipping parsley in saltwater and gleefully eats charoset by the spoonful. Small win!
Little brother knows what's up! Charoset forever.
Having to bring your Passover "lunch" to school and explaining to your non-Jewish friends why you had to eat this "food" for 8 days and why it looked like exactly the same every day. I have learned as an adult that some people only celebrate it for a couple of days - that I could have tolerated, but no matter what I still loathe this holiday.
sometimes a really good matzah pizza can help.
It's not the same egg is right ! Chag sameach
Chag sameach to you too!
We had a very similar experience last night and we pulled out a Passover sticker book - turns out that peeling locust and lice stickers is kind of… gross.
Lice scream Hallmark!