The kid did not want to be a slave in Egypt this year, and grumbled over having to eat bitter herbs with her matzah. I'm afraid she is a madolescent early. Further, the only KFP wine we could get here in Pork Smith was a very sweet Manischewitz which tasted like nothing so much as drinking grape jelly.
Other than that, a nice enough evening. Next year in Jerusalem!
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Oh, but the cough syrup-y Manishegetz is my favorite part! Except for the charoset, of course.
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