We were VERY late this year in considering what to do for Passover. After a laborious search for Temple contacts, I was led to the chair of the family seder, Katie Valentine. I begged for a last minute reservation for dinner, and she later told me that we received the very last four seats. Relief! She also invited us for a pre-Seder playdate with her two sons - 3 and 5. They had awesome Australian toys, and Elie ate her first meringue. It was so yummy that she politely informed Katie she would like to take one to her "little brother who was home sick". That meringue didn't even make it out of the cab.
We were anticipating a beautiful night as a family until Nathan came down with an ear infection, and Elie fell asleep on the couch 1/2 hour before we were supposed to leave for dinner. Marc and I looked at each other wondering what to do and then jumped into a cab. Date night. . . or so we thought.
The Reform congregation does not have a Temple (hence no temple contact numbers) so dinner was served at the American Club, and the Rabbi was imported from Melbourne. No real differences from home except that half the people there were Asian. Now that is something I didn't expect! Volunteers read the four questions in eight different languages including Yiddish. The family we were randomly seated with is from Austin and friends with Mimi and Marc Spier.
The highlight of the night came half-way through dinner when our babysitter called. Elie and Nathan were howling in the background because we left without them. Date night over - Helen brought them over and dropped them for the second half of dinner. Attached is a picture of Elie beating the drum to "Diaynu".
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