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Passover and Easter on the same weekend makes for a busy weekend, if you live in an interfaith household of the appropriate kind. First, on Friday I cooked up the lightest, fluffiest matzo balls within my capacity to make, which is fairly considerable, and, leaving the rest at home to be consumed by B. for dinner before she went off to church for Good Friday evening mass (for, as the Last Supper may have been a seder, and - as everyone knows - the customs of the early-modern Ashkenazic Pale dominate Jewish iconography, Jesus must have had matzo ball soup), took a large bowl of soup over to cheer my recuperating mother.

Then, on Saturday, as Passover isn't complete without a seder in a larger, more boisterous family than mine is able to summon up these days, I went as I often do to become, as the numbers worked out this year, one of three family friends at the seder of

lisa_marli's family. 14 strong we were, and a warm and toasty time was had. Cats in attendance. Lamb was eaten.

On Sunday, Easter with B's family. Even more people, even more small children running around. The annual ridiculous Easter egg hunt, consisting of diving down and scooping big plastic ones off of the back lawn. Dogs in attendance. Lamb was eaten.