I think I made this a long time ago, but I don’t remember liking it. This time it was good. Pretty much just soggy broken matzo pieces dipped in a egg/milk/cinamon/vanilla mixture and cooked like a pancake. So, Passover french toast…it was delicious.
Our first real Nature Table
I designated this table a while back, but it was filled with seedlings and a grow light until last week. This morning the girls and I added everything you see here. We blew out some eggs, added our hens that represent our actual hens outside (I purchased those a few years ago from here), added select books commemorating the season, crafted birds and baby Moses’.
A simple baby Moses in a walnut shell floating down the silky Nile…before its waters were turned to blood–of course.
I won’t go into a lot of detail about our Passover meal this year, it wasn’t traditional at all, but it was magnificent! Friends and new experiences and LOTS of learning. I think we all are feeling like we walked away a little more in tune with the original Passover experience, a little more in touch with what it all represents…