We used to celebrate Passover at my Grandma Esther's house in my earliest childhood. What I most vividly remember of those holidays is the fact that I wouldn't eat most of the food!
Fool that I was, I didn't like my grandma's homemade chopped liver--though that was probably because it contained raw onions, because I loved my own mom's sauteed chicken livers--or her matzoh ball soup. Ironic because SC LOVES matzoh ball soup and I've now taken to keeping the mix in the house and learned how to make a good quick version of the soup.
I remember her special dish set for Passover--gold edged and printed with pink roses. In fact, I now own, that set,though everything except one platter is in storage, a platter that is now my special occasion plate for birthdays and Chanukkah parties.
I remember candied fruit slices and a bowl of walnuts--I liked the nuts. And the boxes of thin mints that teens from some Jewish benevolent organization always sold around Passover that we had both at home and at Grandma's house.
My own mother has always served a "Passover" meal, but we never did the full seder, and over the years I think it's mainly serving hard boiled eggs, matzoh and that icky gefilte fish as part of the meal--Mom never made the soup. But we've never up there at the holiday and the girls don't know much about Passover.
It's one holiday we've never observed. The Man likes matzoh, and I often make Sephardic style macaroons (even though I'm Ashkenazi), but somehow I've never felt the need to observe Passover. Partly because I love carbs so much and especially since I HATE gefilte fish. And if you've ever smelled the jarred kind, you probably get this.
What do YOU know about Passover? Ever wonder what Jews do at a seder, the meal that was probably Jesus's "Last Supper"?
Here then, for your reading pleasure is a link to a piece on Slate entitled "The Two Minute Haggadah: A Passover Seder for the Impatient"
And if you're having gefilte fish tonight, please eat my share too. All of it..............