THE BOBBSEY TWINS
On every Jewish holiday, a blessing is said, thanking whatever power in the universe "...that has helped us to reach this occasion..."- the She-hech-i-yanu - after all the events of the summer, Shirley's passing, barry's hospitalization, it is incredulous that we lived to sit around the table with my friends, paula, dorothy and jane. At the last minute, Barry announced he wanted to make a brisket. I am very tired; I still have not recovered from all the events of the summer leading into the fall. I was planning on a very low key, quiet 'holiday' but instead I had four guests. Every year my birthday falls somewhere around the Jewish holidays - this year it was on Rosh Hashanah.
|PAULA AND BARRY IN FRONT OF BOBY + OLD FAMILY PHOTOS|
After I told barry that dorothy suggested he open a restaurant and play the piano, he said, "for the being the one millionth person to say that, "she gets a brisket" and then the fun ensued. Dorothy brought a delicious salad - arugula, avocado, tomatoes, lettuce -
barry cooked up a storm - the brisket was so tender it fell over while cutting it - he tried his hand at making a kugel; everybody loved it -
For the dessert part of the evening, Jane created my birthday cake using my 100% organic chocolate, no sugar, no dairy and organic raspberries and shells -
For the entertainment part of the evening, barry agreed to play piano so I was treated to a jazzy rendition of Happy Birthday and some other songs from the Cole Porter, '40's era - it was good to see him playing.......for awhile there, we all held our breath.....