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Weekend : Nothing Much, Japanese food and a vort

The stuffing I made in the crockpot came out amazing - much closer to in-the-bird than baked separately. Just use your standard stuffing recipe and add a cup or so (depending on how moist you like it and how much stuff you have) of appropriate stock. I put it on high for three hours and then kept it on low.

Sunday night, we went to a "vort" - an engagement party. First, though, we had dinner at a Japanese restaurant. Very yummy. I had sukiyaki, and finished maybe 1/3 of it, so I took it with me and it was lunch today.

Then off to the party. Last time I'd attended a vort, I'd worn exactly the wrong clothing - an old t-shirt and knit skirt, and a snood. Never took my coat off. This time, I knew better and wore an outfit I'd wear to synagogue. It wasn't as fancy as the suits a lot of the ladies wore, but right in line with what the women from my synagogue put on.

See, the bride is the daughter of people from our shul, so a good portion of the crowd came from there, and we're a more casual sort of group. I could have worn a suit, but the rust jacket, pale green skirt and black sleeveless mock turtle shell worked better.

Apparently, the greeting at a vort is "mazel tov!", no matter who is saying it to whom. Which, yes, happens at wedding and bar/bat mitzvahs and brisos as well.

The bride is a lovely girl who'd just turned 21 when her young man proposed Thursday before last. He's 26, a full-time accountant. She won't be the only woman in her college class graduating with a sheitle, either. Her parents are *thrilled.* To quote her mother, Mattisyahu is "delicious."

The wedding is the first week in February. They had to have it then because her father, his father and he are all accountants, and they need to not have to plan a wedding during tax season. Also, three months is a fairly normal engagement - you only need so long to plan the wedding, and wedding halls aren't, therefore, booked a year in advance. And then they won't run into Purim and Pesach and all that.

The party itself was basically dessert, so it was a good thing we'd eaten.


Not to sound snitty, but my father is a CPA and February would be a no-go for a wedding for him. He loses contact with his family in mid-January, under the landslide of tax deadline demands. We don't expect to hear from him again until the 16th of April. And then, we have to do it that day, as he usually sets out on vacation until some time in May.
Sadly, my birthday is mid-tax season. I worry about it less, now, but as a kid, the tax season made for some really unhappy days, when my birthday was completely forgotten.
Sick thing is, my father really loves being that sort of busy. I think you have to in order to thrive as an accountant.
And, no, for the record, he is not a geek, dweeb, or nerd. Never worn a pocket protector and only started wearing glasses when he hit 60, no tape involved.

I'm CPA's daughter myself. I never saw my dad from the middle of January until April. He always did his own taxes at the last minute. And, yeah, he loved it, too. But this is what the mother of the bride told me.

My dad only started wearing his glasses when he was about my age. He told them off to read.