I'm tired and I'm worried about my father-in-law and I'm forgetting things. I don't have a perfect memory, but that's odd for me. I need to figure this out.
April 20 and April 21, 2010
Mom continues to improve. She's even planning an 80th bday party for her husband - in a KOSHER restaurant. YAY! My stepfather's family does a lot of parties, but they're usually on Saturdays and we couldn't eat anyway, so this is doubly good.
April 8, 2010
My mother has pneumonia. She's home - she was never hospitalized for it - and she's feeling better already - but she has pneumonia. As a consequence, she was unable to come to us the last night of Pesach.
Anyone want veal stew? :)
We're going to see her on Sunday. Which is also her husband's birthday. So we'll bring our own food and watch everyone else enjoy each other's potluck. Price of keeping kosher.
We got the kitchen mostly back to normal by midnight last night (we stared about 11PM.) I still have foil everywhere, but my chometz stuff is out or available and my pesach stuff is back in the closet. Then we had dinner.
With matzo farfel.
In the chometz dishes.
New cooking blog post: April 2 and April 7, 2010
Father-in-law has been moved to a rehab for a few weeks, but he's much improved. Mom says she'll be with us on Monday night. So that's all good.
First night was lovely - just the four of us, but we had a terrific, relaxed seder that ended nice and early for a change. Second night had some fireworks before the main event, but all has been settled and the ten of us also had a fun time - and we even pulled a surprise bar mitzvah.
The young man in question was only vaguely interested in Judaic studies and his parents had other difficulties, and we, of course, were not going to push, since that would be wrong, but Jonathan was sondek at hs bris (he held the baby) and there is some sense of responsibility. Also, it's easier to get forgiveness than permission.
It was very simple, really. The purpose of the bar mitzvah celebration is to demonstrate that the young man is considered an adult in terms of Judaism and can therefore do things as a representative of other adults - lead prayers, for example, or say a blessing, and have others rely upon him that it counts - if they acknowledge by answering "amen".
There are lots of blessings in the Haggadah, including FOUR for the cups of wine. We simply had the young man read the blessing for the second cup AND the paragraph preceding it in English, and ensured the table answered "Amen." Then we congratulated him and gave him a book - Telushkin's Jewish Literacy. Still not sure about his father's reaction but his mother was thrilled. He himself was...thirteen. "Yeah, okay. Fine."
And that fifteen pound turkey? Gone. Four people on Monday night, four people for Tuesday lunch, a big hunk given to my mother-in-law, who LOVES turkey but didn't get to make one this year and the rest into a pot of soup. YAY!
And the real blog post: April 1, 2010 for realz
Chag kasher v'sameach to those who celebrate. A lovely two days to those who don't.
My guests are melting like mist. The three additional guests? Going elsewhere.
I'm serving a 15.5lb turkey to four people. Plus my lunch guests tomorrow.
Said turkey is, however, in the oven. The matzo balls are simmering. The charoset is made. The asparagus is cleaned. I'm doing okay, I think.
I made a ton of stuff last night. In fact, what I have left to do is - um. I need to make asparagus, the turkey, and...yeah. And to do some more shopping. Not bad, eh?
I have a dozen shopping bags filled with a couple hundred dollars' worth of produce and disposable goods in my living room. In about 40 minutes, that will start to become soup and beef stew and gefilte fish and farfel kugel and hardcookded eggs, but right now - well, I had had to do two shopping runs because only so much fits in the shopping cart.
Six of our proposed guests are not going to be there tomorrow, but we got four others, and one of the six was a baby, so we're pretty much at the same point. So. Three total strangers, my brother, my mom, her husband, his son and HIS exwife, hms42 and us. Gefilte fish, chicken soup, turkey, farfel kugel, asparagus, dessert.
Second night (Fannish night) - gimmeahand, her husband and son, fringefan, otherdeb, our friend Mark, our friend Zev M, and our friend Todd, and us. Gefilte fish, beef stew, dessert. Sorry, guys. You get the easy meal.
First day lunch, David and Ruthie - leftovers unless I run out, in which case roast chicken and potato kugel. Either way, broccoli.
March 26, 2010
I've been fighting a cold the last few days. This is a problem when you cook for people with less than robust immune systems. In fact, if Passover wasn't right around the corner, they would have sent me home. And I would have gone.
Instead, I wore a face mask (with tissues between it and my nose) and washed my hands a LOT.
However, being sick means that I had a limited number of spoons and I used them up at work. This is not good when I have a house to make kosher for passover and a large guest list to cook for. I did some the night I first got the cold, when I thought the leaky nose was a reaction to oven cleaner fumes from an oven left on too long. But I worked hard on Wednesday and collapsed that night.
I'm feeling a bit better today, thank goodness, although I still looked like a VERY oddly dressed surgeon at work. Poor Mendy couldn't even get his hugs - I only accepted blown kisses from him. And I stayed late, too.
BUT. My counters and stove top are covered in foil, I have kashered my soup pot and my gravy boat, and I have access to all my Pesach supplies. I'm not done - I need to clear off a table and cover it with a cloth, and I need to do the same for the dining room table. But I cooked some eggs tonight, so all is well.
March 24 and 25, 2010
Also, did some more Pesach cleaning.
March 23, 2010
I went to a convention this past weekend. It was a lot of fun, of course - bought books, hung out with friends, filked, went to a couple of panels. I did find out that a couple of friends had lost limbs (a foot and a leg) to diabetes.
This is why I'm taking care of myself. I intend to go out with all the limbs I'm supposed to. I feel so horrible for them.
But because we chose to go away this weekend, I had to start Pesach cleaning tonight. Thanks to my cleaning person, I now have a clean oven and fridge and empty drawers and cabinets. So, yay.
Meanwhile, the work pesaching seems to be complete.
March 19 and March 22, 2010
This is a video CUNY made of my cooking class. I'm at about 2:46. I'm not a cooking instructor, I was just a student. Also, I never made gnocchi, since Chef had me julienning haricot vert. You'll also recognize me from behind because of the white bandanna I'm wearing under my hat.
I'm kinda concerned about yesterday, since I really did almost nothing after work (besides make dinner, I mean.) Not even a cooking blog post. I'll talk to my therapist about it tomorrow.
We had an intersting weekend - Sunday afternoon, I checked my email (this was before we took part in a conference call, where I am the token non-male and am horribly bored) and discovered that our old rabbi's oldest daughter was now engaged, and the party would be that night. Jonathan had actually spent Saturday night at the old shul, where they had a music cafe and he got to hear a high school friend perform, and there was absolutely no word about this there. This means she got engaged Saturday night.
Which means that her family put together the l'chaim on less than 24 hours notice. You would not have known. The bride (one becomes a bride as soon as one gets engaged, and remains one for the first year of marriage), who has a brand-new sister-in-law with the EXACT SAME NAME, looked beautiful. The wedding won't be until June.
Couple of interesting bits that I'd noticed from both the sheva brachot and the earlier engagement party for her brother - the two sides of the room were entirely different. The men's side had long tables with trays of cold cuts and cookies and bottles of vodka and wine (and soda and water, of course). The women's side had round tables, with a big dessert display (fruits, cakes, cookies) and a couple of bottles of soda and wine on the tables. Both sides had hot food in steam trays. The women's side also had a hot water urn and tea and coffee. It was like there were two separate parties. Which there practically was.
New cooking blog entry: March 15 and March 16, 2010