Happy Early Purim!
Even though it's not Purim yet, I'm officially really excited about it. Why? Because today I got the most awesome e-mail from my aunt.
Months ago when she was in SF visiting, the subject of hamantashen came up and she mentioned that she makes them. I asked if I could sign up to get some, or if they don't travel well (I thought it'd be appropriate to give her an out if she didn't want to send me any). My aunt said of COURSE she'd send me some. I was partially excited, and partially thought she'd forget and it'd never happen. Imagine my excitement today to get an e-mail from her saying she had goodies to send me but had misplaced my new address, so could I resend it. YOU BET YOUR ASS I CAN!
Labels: A Lonely Jew
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What's a hamantashen? Those cookies? I thought those were kolochies.
OK, here's the thing. I once or twice mentioned that I loved hamantaschen and couldn't find any where I lived, and so now, every single time my in-laws visit, they bring hamantaschen. And now I am so sick of them that I don't really like them anymore, but I still can't help myself from eating them, and I don't know how to make them stop bringing them. No one else here eats them. And my in-laws are the kind of people who will sometimes split one but never eat a whole one. I hate dessert-splitters. Sigh.
I thought of this post when I watched the movie "For Your Consideration" last night. Kind of a coincidence, I think:)
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