It’s the night before the first Passover Seder, and I am making the recipe for Miriam’s Brisket to bring to my friends Ayelet and Rami tomorrow. It’s simple, but tried and true. Good Pesach!
My children have always been very different from one another. One is Mr. Social, happiest when with a crowd of friends; the other is perfectly content to spend the day alone with a book–and Facebook. To my daughter, schoolwork has always come too easily; my son does well in school but works hard for his grades. As a kindergartner, he proudly wore the title “Class Clown,” the other one is known for her perfect attendance record. When it comes to dinner, the dichotomies continue: one likes tacos, the other burritos (beans, cheese, sour cream ONLY). One likes sausage and peppers, the other fettucine alfredo. You can generally find me preparing a minimum of two options nightly, although they do agree that macaroni and cheese is only acceptable in two versions: Kraft macaroni and cheese and homemade (I’ll post this recipe soon).
Where it really gets ugly is the subject of pot roast…
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