December 6, 2015
It was the best Chanukah ever, after 33 years. Soup and knaidlech, brisket, farfel, chicken, broccoli, salad, two kinds of latkes, dessert - all demolished and groaned over. But more than the food, it was the children of ideal age, and the friends grateful for another year together, and the addition of an elder generation (Esther!). Seven menorahs, beautiful harmony, Michel's condensed Chanukah story. Caleb and I lay under the kitchen table and he sang me bits from his choir songs. Mia played with the toys her father loved 35 years ago. Only one thing broke. Even cleanup was a breeze.