There's nothing like ending a wonderful Easter weekend with pounds and pounds of leftover lamb and some Miley Cyrus blaring out of your sub-woofer. The pastry gods decided to give me a real hankering for some flaky, savory goodness; hence, the Lamb Pasty:
I'm not sure where the hankering for Miley came from, but I am not one to deny myself guilty pleasures every now and again.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Let's Play Passover
My family is a strange mix of Catholic, Jewish, Atheist, and some form of Protestant. This Easter we decided to abandon the Jesus worship and hit up the Old Testament with a good old-fashioned Seder.
Don't get me wrong; I love a good Cadbury egg as much as the next Anglican (I still packed these away with gusto, never fear). But every now and then we all appreciate the guttural tones of Hebrew chanting before we dive into strange dishes like Gefilte fish and potato kugel.
Don't get me wrong; I love a good Cadbury egg as much as the next Anglican (I still packed these away with gusto, never fear). But every now and then we all appreciate the guttural tones of Hebrew chanting before we dive into strange dishes like Gefilte fish and potato kugel.
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