My favorite holiday filled with happy memories: running around
the country club dressed up with my cousins, high on Shirley Temples,
maraschino cherries, Manischevitz, matzah, gefilte fish dyed purple
with horseradish. We searched curtains, tables, chairs for the affikomen,
celebrated freedom from slavery in Egypt, and wondered if Elijah
really took that sip of wine, singing Deyenu! We still do it this way,
all my cousins and all our children, only we wait until Saturday night.
Last night, we dined on shrimp cocktails at The Harvard Club
with my in-laws. A different tradition. The Red Sea is now Crimson.
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