The Tiny Diner Seder

27 Apr


Last week I had my first Seder dinner. Dressed in my best shirt and pants, I was ready for some fine dining. And, what did I get to eat? Bupkis.

It seems that I am not "eligible" to eat many of the delights of Passover.  The Chef seemed to have an objection to my eating every dish.

Charoset? "Babies can't eat honey."

Brisket? "You are a vegetarian."

Karpas? "You don't have enough teeth."

Maror? "You will not like horseradish." Hmph.

So I put on a button-up shirt for this large cracker? Really?