Talk about tradition. This is the three thousandth year we celebrate Passover, give or take a few centuries. In New York, at least, the blatant, violent anti-semitism my grandparents faced is a thing of the past, so after a couple millennia, we can finally just sit down, relax, eat, drink, and be merry.
Everyone loves a good matzoh ball, but as far as I'm concerned, they are the thing, not because they're delicious, which they are, but because making them involves the whole family.
Like a good fondue, shabu shabu, or hot pot, like a dumpling or tamale party, matzoh balls are about coming together, cooking together, and eating together. Talk about tradition.
Everyone loves a good matzoh ball, but as far as I'm concerned, they are the thing, not because they're delicious, which they are, but because making them involves the whole family.
Like a good fondue, shabu shabu, or hot pot, like a dumpling or tamale party, matzoh balls are about coming together, cooking together, and eating together. Talk about tradition.
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