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just a few things
Apr. 8th, 2015 10:57 amThe chicken was rubber but covered in a jelly like substance that was supposed to be a sauce, just thin enough to not be jello.
The potatoes were white and just barely crossing the line between raw and edible.
There was no wine, only the same sugary grape juice that has been a substitute for wine since Jews came to America.
The maror was in short supply. They didn't serve horse radish. They just let us take it off the plate. And the horse radish was very tame.
The rabbi meant well, but no one should apologize for the "pour out your wrath" line.
There was a kid kicking me for most of the meal.
On the other hand, I was sitting next to a nice old lesbian couple and we all got what the turkey baster was used for (why they handed it to us, we don't know - it was the participation part of the evening).
All in all, definitely not the best seder I've attended (the worst was still when I was invited to the same seder as my friend Jeff who was having another breakdown and blamed me for his problems - so that one had bland food and a guy who wouldn't shut up about what an asshole I was - I swear I didn't deserve it that time. Also, I shouldn't joke about Jeff since he had a hard life and killed himself).
The potatoes were white and just barely crossing the line between raw and edible.
There was no wine, only the same sugary grape juice that has been a substitute for wine since Jews came to America.
The maror was in short supply. They didn't serve horse radish. They just let us take it off the plate. And the horse radish was very tame.
The rabbi meant well, but no one should apologize for the "pour out your wrath" line.
There was a kid kicking me for most of the meal.
On the other hand, I was sitting next to a nice old lesbian couple and we all got what the turkey baster was used for (why they handed it to us, we don't know - it was the participation part of the evening).
All in all, definitely not the best seder I've attended (the worst was still when I was invited to the same seder as my friend Jeff who was having another breakdown and blamed me for his problems - so that one had bland food and a guy who wouldn't shut up about what an asshole I was - I swear I didn't deserve it that time. Also, I shouldn't joke about Jeff since he had a hard life and killed himself).
