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What means this "Monday" my flist is talking about? I know nothing about Monday.

It's Erev Yomtov. It will always be Erev Yomtov. This is the week: Sunday. Erev Yomtov. Yomtov. Yomtov. Thursday. Erev Shabbat. Shabbat.

L'olam va'ed.

Menus:

Dinner:Steak, potatoes, broccoli.
Lunch: cheese omelet. Fruit salad

Dinner: turkey black bean chili
Lunch: Guests. Salad. Chicken paprikash. honey cake.

Comments

your description of this week is why I'll never understand people who call Cheshvan "Ram". Hrm.

And why I will not feel much sympathy for those preparing for Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving is EASY. So very, very easy.

~blink~

Note to self: mamadeb is serving salad, chicken, and honey cake to her guests, not with her guests. Maybe it's time to take a break for a minute.

;-)

Given those guests...:) These are my only guests this yomtov.

They will be served by me at the table as I go on "gracious hostess" mode.

:)

I've heard guests can be quite nice with a little wine.

I'd say with a cream sauce, but obv. not in this situation.

And getting them stewed with beer is NOT recommended.

"...with some fava beans and a nice Chianti"

Yeah. I love Simchas Torah, but I am always happy when it's over. And the festiveness of our festive meals falls off precipitously over the course of the marathon.

Simchat Torah is very weird for me. It will always be weird for me.

As for the festiveness: that chili? Leftovers.

There is a reason i am looking forward to OVFF: it might still be erev shabbos and shabbos, but we won't be home and won't have to cook!!

If we had time and money, we'd go there. *sigh*

While I'm getting the "What, again?" look from my boss and profs. At least I just have to do for me, not for guests.

"Shemini Atzeret? Now, you're just making things up, right?"

Chicken is cooking now. House smells *good*.

This is one of those entries I could not in a million years explain to my husband why I was laughing.

Saturday, I made a tableful of women who'd barely heard of the guy laugh at Jon Stewart's line about Sukkot. "It's Hebrew for, "How many holidays can we put in one month?" Answer being, "I can't come in tomorrow. It's a Jewish holiday."

It's Erev Yomtov. It will always be Erev Yomtov. This is the week: Sunday. Erev Yomtov. Yomtov. Yomtov. Thursday. Erev Shabbat. Shabbat.

L'olam va'ed.

A few days from now this will all be a distant memory... except last night right after havdallah, I looked at DH and said "less than 6 months to clean for Pesach" :-\