Judecorp.

We went to a Passover seder at Emily and Michael's today. You would think that after four years of college on Long Island that I would have attended a Passover seder before, but you would be wrong. I did get an introduction to matzoh and dreidels, though. (Cut me some slack, I went to Catholic school for 13 years.)

Anyway, it was a good time. Emily's dad, sister, brother, and brother's girlfriend (I think that's who she was) were there, and her son was there also. We weren't the only goy because Michael isn't Jewish, but Emily's pretty much a humanist with Jew leanings and her whole family is pretty irreverent anyway. They had paper plates with Easter bunnies on them and they passed out Peeps with dinner, and there was a lot of amusing irreverent commentary throughout. ("They tried to kill us, we didn't die, let's eat.")

It was kind of weird to eat what I pretty much think is the most unhealthy home-cooked meal I've eaten in a long while. Since everything was matzoh-riffic it was chock full of white carbs, and I ate tons and tons and tons of fruit with very little protein or anything to balance it out (since I don't do gefilte and the brisket was tasty but I don't really eat beef so I have to be really careful with it - my body's not used to it and it makes my tummy hurt!). And then... the candy went around. Macaroons and chocolate covered marshmallows and Peeps and Easter M&Ms and a couple of Passover-safe cakes and this one desserty thing that I think was called "charlotte matzoh" or "matzoh charlotte" and was kind of like an apple/raisin pie made of matzoh. Holy lead in my stomach, Batman! We also drank a ton of "wine" which was half grape juice, half seltzer... and I usually only drink water so it was a sugar bomb.

The baby, however, was dancing up a storm all freaking afternoon and evening. I hope I didn't kill her!

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Tomorrow we revisit the gorgefest at Easter dinner with my family. There will be less desserts, no candy (that I know of), and I will have lots of water to drink, but still... there's guaranteed to be lots of mashed potatoes (*drool*) and it's my uncle's birthday so there will certainly be cake involved. OINK!