And Passover was finally over. I was ready to eat chametz (leavened breads or other food not considered approved for Passover) at lunchtime, but all I had time for was a yogurt that I had previously stuck in a fridge at work. So come dinnertime, I was more than ready to eat out of the holiday.
But wait. The holiday really wasn't over until sundown.
And since daylight savings time is in effect, in my fair city, that means almost 8:15 pm.
Mom was ready to eat between 6 and 7 pm. But Rosie, of former Jewish day school and definitely her father's daughter, refused and only wanted to eat chametz after sundown.
Our traditional end of Passover meal has to do with going out to a major pizza restaurant. There are only 3 locations of this chain in our fair city and several close by in other towns, and it's a high probability that we will run into someone that we know at whichever one that we choose to go to.
Rosie had it all planned out. She had "talked" to several of her former day school classmates and they were going to eat (at sundown) at the location at the Atrium Mall. So it was to that one we went.
{Note on talking- Rosie doesn't use the phone anymore, not even her own phone. She only communicates with her friends via Facebook.}
So to use up time, we first went to visit hubbie in the nursing home where he is doing rehab- having broken his leg a little bit ago. He's still eating Passover food tonight. Then off to the Mall.
Rosie is the viewing queen. Mom, there's (boy) from my old school. He's in the 8th grade there now. {Wave}
{Crane neck all around} Oh, I think that I see (adult couple) from shule. Where are my friends already?
Mom asks- do you want to change seats so that you can see the room better? Yes.
Oh there is (girl), and (girl) and (boy). I'll go over and say hi to them. But wait, (girl) and (girl) just came and I can't stand them. I'll just say Hi on the way out.
So it ended up that during dinner she bounced around a lot (some in her seat and some around the restaurant) and we did our royal tour in leaving and stopping to talk to the peons on our way out.
Rosie sounds like a fun kid. Total social butterfly, eh?
Happy chametz-eating.
Posted by: Molly | April 21, 2009 at 11:56 AM
Sounds like a wonderful way to end Passover. Next year my son and I will try it! Your daughter sounds like a fun person.
Posted by: Nancy | April 21, 2009 at 12:51 PM
Ah, to see and be seen!
Posted by: Daisy | April 21, 2009 at 06:40 PM