It's become a yearly trek down to southern California for the Seder. This will be my fourth year, and it's amazing how quickly something becomes . . .impossible to imagine missing. I love the leisurely breakfasts (matzah brei), reading in the sun, hearing the stories about New York and LA and how things have changed.
No pictures, because I have no idea how to do them on my Nexus. I'll learn, and soon be back to (very) intermittent posting. Next post: canning adventures and pictures.
Chag sameach.
Sunday, March 31
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