Passover is Friday night. Tomorrow. I haven’t planned a seder and I’m a little sad. But it reminds me to do what I encourage everyone to do. Plan a get together. While holidays are great reason to gather, other days are worthy, as well. Celebrate friends and family.
My cousins Laura and Lizzy and I had a round robin of emails just the other day, passing around recipe links and stories and memories, in just a few words. It’s the time of year we always connect, and it’s always on the subject of food. I love them both so much, for what I see of myself, my mother, my uncle, my grandmother, in the three of us. There is a blood bond that will not be denied, but is forged, most earnestly, in our grandparents’ kitchen.
I won’t bore you with all the excuses for why I am not hosting seder, or why I don’t have an exciting new post. Instead, I am repeating my first blog post ever. Three years, and a few days, ago. On another Passover.