The wife has me running around like a madman today going to the store and helping her cook for Rosh Hashanah which starts at sundown on Sept. 29, 2008.
I must say, the house smells wonderful. Matzah Ball Soup, Brisket, Chicken, Cabbage and Noodles, Pickles, Olives, Baba Ganoush, Humus, Pita, and Cholent. I’ll be eating Cholent for the next month, oy vey!
We have twelve guests coming for dinner on the first night, none of which are Jewish, and some people coming for lunch on tuesday afternoon after we get home from Synagogue.
The wife is originally from Rockaway Beach in New York and transplanted herself here in West Michigan, the bible belt of the north and a smaller then what she’s use to Jewish Community.
She finally gave me a break so I could relax, so here I am.