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Saturday, April 23, 2011
Apr. 23rd, 2011 11:00 pmEighteen years ago today I came to America. I was twelve, almost thirteen. It was probably the most important day in my whole life.
Today was the day of our annual friends get-together Passover Seder. Marianna calls me the Captain of it since I organize it but it is really a group effort since all pitch it and cook something, even the men. We had eight people this year including myself and Bear, Marianna and Adama, Yeva and her boyfriend Vito and Janna and her husband Bert. And it was as usual lots of food, good company and general good time. And next year, with Marianna’s baby, things will change – not in a bad way, it will just be different.
Today started out very very rainy. Pouring rain. My parents and I were going to leave to go to Brooklyn very early in the morning since I needed to do presents shopping but the rain changed our plans. Instead I cross stitched while watching “Sex and the City 2” on HBO for a while and my parents did the shopping for me after I gave Papa a list, once they dropped me off at Yeva’s.
We did leave by 10:30 to go visit my Grandparents first. I’ve been so busy this semester that I haven’t seen them for a while and it was good to visit them.
My parents then dropped me off at Yeva’s since we were driving to Marianna’s together. I have a driving license but I never drive, driving in the crowded city area freaks me out, so I usually either take public transport or get a ride. Yeva is always notoriously late. She takes forever to get ready. (Bear has the same tendency) Once she was three hours late to my birthday party. Usually I would add two hours from the time I tell her we are leaving. This time I told her I will be at the house at noon so at least I know she would be up by then. And, of course, we didn’t leave her house until 1:30 at least and we still had to finish the shopping. At least I was productive while she was getting ready – I looked over a history rough draft for a student. This time we were only an hour later to Marianna’s place than I wanted to, so it worked out ok.
And we cooked a lot. Lots of deliciousness. The chicken legs turned out particularly well. And the wine was very nice. I led the Seder and then we ate. And Bert make a good key lime pie for us. I’m the only one that actually keeps Passover (I don’t eat bread all week, just mazza) so I just ate the insides of the pie, not the crust. The rest of the meal was kosher for Passover. Bear and I left at 10:40 to go to his house for Easter. We didn’t want to leave – we had a great conversation of weird food from around the world, but we did need to go home. Very successful gathering.
( Some pictures )
Cross stitch: tan for Big Bear's nose and middle bear's head
Today was the day of our annual friends get-together Passover Seder. Marianna calls me the Captain of it since I organize it but it is really a group effort since all pitch it and cook something, even the men. We had eight people this year including myself and Bear, Marianna and Adama, Yeva and her boyfriend Vito and Janna and her husband Bert. And it was as usual lots of food, good company and general good time. And next year, with Marianna’s baby, things will change – not in a bad way, it will just be different.
Today started out very very rainy. Pouring rain. My parents and I were going to leave to go to Brooklyn very early in the morning since I needed to do presents shopping but the rain changed our plans. Instead I cross stitched while watching “Sex and the City 2” on HBO for a while and my parents did the shopping for me after I gave Papa a list, once they dropped me off at Yeva’s.
We did leave by 10:30 to go visit my Grandparents first. I’ve been so busy this semester that I haven’t seen them for a while and it was good to visit them.
My parents then dropped me off at Yeva’s since we were driving to Marianna’s together. I have a driving license but I never drive, driving in the crowded city area freaks me out, so I usually either take public transport or get a ride. Yeva is always notoriously late. She takes forever to get ready. (Bear has the same tendency) Once she was three hours late to my birthday party. Usually I would add two hours from the time I tell her we are leaving. This time I told her I will be at the house at noon so at least I know she would be up by then. And, of course, we didn’t leave her house until 1:30 at least and we still had to finish the shopping. At least I was productive while she was getting ready – I looked over a history rough draft for a student. This time we were only an hour later to Marianna’s place than I wanted to, so it worked out ok.
And we cooked a lot. Lots of deliciousness. The chicken legs turned out particularly well. And the wine was very nice. I led the Seder and then we ate. And Bert make a good key lime pie for us. I’m the only one that actually keeps Passover (I don’t eat bread all week, just mazza) so I just ate the insides of the pie, not the crust. The rest of the meal was kosher for Passover. Bear and I left at 10:40 to go to his house for Easter. We didn’t want to leave – we had a great conversation of weird food from around the world, but we did need to go home. Very successful gathering.
( Some pictures )
Cross stitch: tan for Big Bear's nose and middle bear's head