It feels just recent that Mom asked me to blog for her, but she's probably still tired from all the preparations of what we did on Sunday, which was meant for the first Wednesday of April. That's right. We did a Passover feast. Mom thought it would be more convenient to do it on Sunday, just because most people are home on that day. Ever since the first time we started the tradition, we do it at our kitchen table. But this time, we did it in our living room in a way that's fancy. Mom hardly invited much people over, but Sport and his new girlfriend stopped by to attend it anyway. Curly's girlfriend showed up as well.
And to no surprise, this is still the first time that we continue on with the new tradition without Dad. I remember from last year that some of the food that we ate was a little sour to us, and some of it still was. We did things a little differently, like replacing horseradish with a piece of ginger. I don't know if Dad was still alive that he would've liked ginger a lot more than the horseradish. There were still things we kept tradition, like the sipping of grape juice and the hardboiled egg.
We still continued on with the traditional manual that was Christian versioned. Even though it was meant to be a sacred feast, Baby Doll, Curly, and Scout, just had a hard time keeping reverent with weird grossed-out expressions. Despite that, we still had a good time and made the feast a bit short, because a lot of us weren't used to sitting on cushions on the floor.
After the Passover feast, we had a big dinner with lamb and potatoes. This has been quite an event before Easter. We are looking forward to sharing that next. Enjoy the pictures!
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