See the photo to the right? Do you know what that is? You probably don't recognize it, but it's matzoh. Homemade matzoh to be exact. That's right, I made my own matzoh, so you'll have to forgive me if it doesn't look perfect.
Now you may be asking yourself, why would Dave make his own matzoh? He's not the most observant Jew and I've never seen him buy matzoh, let alone make it. Well, I'll tell you why. Because there is absolutely NO MATZOH in all of San Francisco! Seriously. We're talking not a single piece of unleavened bread to be found. The handful of grocery stores that we called put the blame on a distributor. Maybe so, but I can guarantee that they never run out of matzoh in NY. Clearly there aren't enough Jews out here. No wonder they can't make a decent bagel.
We've already established that I'm not Mr. Super Jew, but Lyla goes to preschool at the JCC and she's been singing Passover-related songs for weeks now. The guy from Comcast Cable got treated to the following ditty last week:
"Hamen. Hamen. The Jews will never bow down. NO THEY WON'T!"
He probably thinks we're part of some cult. In any case, all of Lyla's singing and story telling got Tracy all psyched up to do a seder. Next thing you know we're on the hunt for matzoh. Admittedly, we waited until the last minute. But still, not one box to be found?!
All kidding aside, it has actually been kind of cool to listen to Lyla spout off about all the Jewish stuff she's learning at school. Through her, I guess I'm reliving my days in Hebrew school way back when. Goodness, I'm getting all verklempt! I can't ever see us getting all religious or anything, but maybe Lyla's one year at the JCC will give us enough of a kick in the ass to at least celebrate holidays other than just Hanukkah.
Lest people's expectations (mom, dad .. this means you) start getting too high, I should point out the second photo, our seder plate. The orange thing is a shankbone that Lyla cut out of paper. :-)
Gefilte fish? I was always fascinated by that as a kid. 
