Pesach, and other things

I can't figure out if we are moving in, or moving out. But our house is a mess.

In all the other houses we lived in, we joined the many forces and turned our kitchen into a spaceship for pesach, all foil and everything. Kashered the counter, and covered the oven, used only a stove top, ate boiled chicken, which we called pesach chicken, had barely any food, and that's how we did it. But when we moved to this house, my mother insisted on having a big kitchen. So the tiny kitchen that the house came with was turned into a pesach kitchen! Lucky us. One of the 'special' ones.

The dining room was turned into a gorgeous big kitchen, the living room became the dining room, and a couch was wedged in the sidelines, kind of ties the whole place together if you know what I mean. So now we have the added bonus of being able to start cooking early for pesach. ya, that's IF we are finished cleaing in time. Usually we are still covering everything the night before. Did I mention that we still cover over the big kitchen, cuz technically we are selling all of it. Plus that's where we keep all the pesachdik fruits and vegetables and food.

Well this year, for some miracle, we were all clean and pesachdik by Friday, 3 days before pesach. Yes, a miracle. That, and the fact that my mother wanted to be with my sister when she gave birth, and no one knew when that would be, so better to be prepared... ya it makes no sense to me either.

So my sister, who's the chef in the house, she cooked. Now that we have a full pesach oven, we can make anything! Even roasted chicken! We made french fries in a deep fryer, and sugared nuts. Ya, we didn't starve this year.

Back to the kitchen. It didn't look like a spaceship. It looked like a cross between a cow and a zebra. Too late, I didn't take any pictures. But we covered it in plastic table clothes, every year it's a different print. Whatever was selling. Pretty funky, if you ask me. Pesach in style!

So now that pesach is over we pulled everything down. All the table cloths, brown paper, foil, everything. Take out the microwaves, and the knives, all the round the year cookware. Wow now I remember what the counters look like! And, really, that thing was over there, like forever? For a holiday that lasts 8 days, you really do forget where everything was for the whole year.

But that's it. We are back. I had my bowl of cheerios to commemorate chometz, (we used to do the pizza, but the lines were too long, we got lazy and said, what the heck.)

I went to see my friends right after yom tov was over. I needed candy. I never buy candy. Maybe I really did miss my chometz.

So now pesach is over. Back to school, back to work, back to life. Tis the season of spring and the weather is gorgeous!

So what did you do on chol hamoade? (I didn't do anything, besides see my new niece! But that was always the first question asked whenever I went back to school after pesach. That, and 'how long was your seder?' It seems that the longer it went, the cooler you are. I was never very cool. Out motto is, it's over we did it, let's go to sleep.)