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We hosted our first Pesach Seder this year. Our first as a married couple and our first to host on our own. And entirely special.

photo by Sheryl (mom!)

I cleaned every corner of the kitchen and dining room, eradicating every bread crumb I could find. I cooked a 19 pound turkey and make far too many sides to go with it: red bliss potatoes, asparagus with an orange drizzle and walnuts, honey-glazed carrots and gigantic tossed salad. My mom brought stuffed celery and green beans with almond slivers.

And there was plenty of matzah, of course.

photo by Sam (sis!)

So – we sat at white clothed tables together and Tyson walked us through the Haggadah, prayer by prayer, cup of wine by cup of wine, each symbolic portion of the Seder plate.

photo by Sam (sis!)

And we ate delicious food and laughed and tried wine from a cute bottle that begged for me to bring it home for Passover. Snuggled with the little kids. Caught up with my parents on things. Sneaked a Pesach kiss in the kitchen with my hubby.

photo by Sam (sis!)

photo by Sheryl (mom!)

Delicious food. Good company. A beautiful Seder service that felt very meaningful this year, in so many ways. The only thing missing was family members, both near and far, who couldn’t make it.

photo by Sam (sis!)

Still, our first. Such good memories we have for years to come!

And as they say, next year in Jerusalem! (And if not Jerusalem, maybe ‘next year in the new house!’)

photo by Sam (sis!)

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