How did you film my childhood Seders?😀 It all read so eerily similar. Especially the parking and the coming into the house yelling. One difference is that my grandpa Al always sat at the far end where the TV could be visible and watch whatever sporting event was on the TV. He was allowed to drink scotch during the Seder too. Fun piece and so relatable!
Thanks for sharing that. It was a nice peek into family traditions. For some reason, I was picturing this gathering as a episode from "All in the Family." BWAHA! The grandpa directing the parking, the mumbling, the "wait awhile" yelling... it sounded like something Archie Bunker would do. LOL
I’m lol-ing at the wine/grape juice stains on the part about the plagues. Was it the blood part? As the non-Jewish half of an interfaith family, I didn’t get my first Seder experience until 2011 or so. Not too many crazy experiences since I’ve started going. And my family’s Christmas and Lunar New Year events are typically boring and subdued compared to your story!
This was great. My very best friend on my first stint in MN was a Jewish fella from Boston. While it wasn't religion that connected us ( we shared baseball n tennis) we remain friends. He met his future wife Melissa in the Twin Cities and I shared a seder with them. David just wanted a photo of me at their wedding in St Louis while wearing a yarmulke. This wonderful story of yours brought back such nice memories! Never met my GFs. My GMs came out of the womb GMs.
In addition to being very funny, this was quite educational. I knew a bit of the traditions but not a whole lot, so I enjoyed learning about them through your family experience. And I loved the photos. Was Grandma Fanny really not yet 40 in that pic? Hope you and your family have a wonderful Passover.
It’s not until I’m an adult when I think, Dang, those Jews were starving in the desert for 40 years; I can hold off an extra fifteen minutes.” - me every year at every Seder
How did you film my childhood Seders?😀 It all read so eerily similar. Especially the parking and the coming into the house yelling. One difference is that my grandpa Al always sat at the far end where the TV could be visible and watch whatever sporting event was on the TV. He was allowed to drink scotch during the Seder too. Fun piece and so relatable!
Thanks for sharing that. It was a nice peek into family traditions. For some reason, I was picturing this gathering as a episode from "All in the Family." BWAHA! The grandpa directing the parking, the mumbling, the "wait awhile" yelling... it sounded like something Archie Bunker would do. LOL
I've only ever been to one Passover, but it was a good time. I can sympathize with having a mean grandma, though!
I’m lol-ing at the wine/grape juice stains on the part about the plagues. Was it the blood part? As the non-Jewish half of an interfaith family, I didn’t get my first Seder experience until 2011 or so. Not too many crazy experiences since I’ve started going. And my family’s Christmas and Lunar New Year events are typically boring and subdued compared to your story!
Beautiful Photos
Beautiful Family
I liked the play on the steps.
I didn't even know that it was a play (don't know much about Passover) but looking at the title I thought it must be and had to check it out. (Google)
Also absolutely enjoyed the stock trader and pathologist comparisons. Or perhaps it is better to call them validations of vocation.
As a WASP, I’ve never experienced a Passover Seder - quite educational - thanks.
Oh yes!! Dramatic readings were the best! We laughed and laughed. There were plenty of other hysterical memories. I thoroughly enjoyed this essay!!
what a wonderful, very funny trip down memory lane!!! I am still giggling at "wait awhile, wait awhile".
GRACIAS EN BUEN HUMOR
This is great. My first husband was Jewish, so I have many memories of passover seders. Fun to reminisce!
A night different from all others. (Also same same).
This was great. My very best friend on my first stint in MN was a Jewish fella from Boston. While it wasn't religion that connected us ( we shared baseball n tennis) we remain friends. He met his future wife Melissa in the Twin Cities and I shared a seder with them. David just wanted a photo of me at their wedding in St Louis while wearing a yarmulke. This wonderful story of yours brought back such nice memories! Never met my GFs. My GMs came out of the womb GMs.
GRACIAS BUEN HUMOR GOOR
In addition to being very funny, this was quite educational. I knew a bit of the traditions but not a whole lot, so I enjoyed learning about them through your family experience. And I loved the photos. Was Grandma Fanny really not yet 40 in that pic? Hope you and your family have a wonderful Passover.
It’s not until I’m an adult when I think, Dang, those Jews were starving in the desert for 40 years; I can hold off an extra fifteen minutes.” - me every year at every Seder