Parties

I've missed writing for the past few days. Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings we've had guests each night to celebrate Chanukah. Its been a bit exhausting.

These evenings all have a rhythm to them. Each family brings a menorah and we light them in our family room. We tell a story from a bunch that we've collected over the years. The stories tend to be about winters in eastern Europe and the miracles that seem to surround the holiday. Maybe the miracle really is that we get together and have a good time despite the fact that it is cold and gray outside and we've done this for generations. After the story we eat a different kind of fried food. I'm guessing that has more to do with trying to stay warm and build up fat for the winter than the oil in the temple lamps.

On Friday night it was eggplant parmigiana
On Saturday it was potato pancakes
On Sunday it was ricotta pancakes and fried oreos
Tonight it was french fried potatoes
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Had enough? There's one more night!