posted by
eftychia at 06:49pm on 2008-03-19
Being a goy, I am inadequately exposed to opportunities to consume hamentashen. Especially the poppy-seed ones.
[makes starving-puppy eyes]
[This would be the usage of the word 'subtle' in which one deliberately overpronounces the 'b'.]
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PuppyBoy is going to be a cowboy, or Batman.
I am probably going to figure out how to wear
one of my tiaras w/something, & WombatGirl is
going to be the Angel of Death.
Yup, you read that right.
We decided it was certainly a Jewish costume!
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I'll be here....
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I'd ask around to see if I could get someone to make some for me -- I can't make them myself since I not only suck at baking but my oven hasn't worked in months and my landlady won't fix it -- but I also don't know anyone who knows how. To steal sjo's phrase, Soviet Canuckistan is not a particularly "Jew-rich environment" to start with, and Whitebreadville even less so. (Which makes me, a somewhat-Hebrew-speaking goy with a Scottish last name, a real oddity.)
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Luckily, I have children who do not get very many sweets; I will
see if/how I can pawn them off on them....
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I love Fig Newtons by Ariel Cinii
And all their incarnations,
Even off-brand imitations.
Baked organics wrapped in cake,
I'll munch them even half awake.
Soft and sweet their fruity flesh,
While listening to old John Tesh,
I've loved them since my youngest day.
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