I broke Passover last night with pancakes and mozzarella sticks. It was awesome.
Day Seventeen: Your Favourite Holiday.
I mean, I friggin love all things leavened, don’t get me wrong, but I also love the excitement of preparing the house and the event-of-the-year-like mentality that goes into seders. Hours and hours of discussion, debate, song, reclining on pillows, and EATING - what’s not to love? Bonus: It’s just days away! TIMELY. RELEVANT.
Here’s a very poor quality photo of a drawing I did tonight of a seder plate. You’ll have to forgive my Hebrew script, which looks like it was written by a not-particularly-skilled child. YEAH!