Today is the beginning of Passover and, in the New York City area, is rather a big deal. We opted to mark the occasion by having foods synonymous with the occasion. We would have loved to have eaten at a deli but everyone who prepares this food was home enjoying time with their family.
We began by lighting candles to honor those who were no longer with us.
Gefilte fish with buttered Matzo crackers served as the appetizer. I don’t have much of a taste for the fish, so only had a little. Next up was a bowl of matzo ball soup, which some believe has the power to heal any known ailment.
And finally, for the main course, we had a platter of beef brisket, turkey breast, grilled asparagus and herbed roasted red potatoes.
Wine is a traditional accompaniment to this dinner. I’m not a drinker, so was content with my usual water.
It was a pleasant meal and a great first to acknowledge the occasion.
Although I don’t follow Judaism, I do get the meaning of Passover and what it ultimately represents – freedom. And, for me, a reminder to be grateful that I have it. L’chaim