Saturday, April 7, 2012
Elijah Rang the Bell
Last night's Seder was a success despite the fact that I burnt out the transformer using the food processor to chop the haroseth. Today, though, the doorbell rang and there they were: the pesky real estate agents/Elijah. Joanna let them in, which was annoying because I was sitting down enjoying the last of the Passover wine. I guess she's more open to the possibility that we really were visited by Elijah. Elijah had no bananas. Tomorrow, Easter Sunday, I've got a brunch and then some dragon boat rowing in the afternoon. As long as I can get my sister on the phone for some hymn singing, that sounds like a pretty nifty Easter Sunday to me.