“Time matzahs on” is something my late father used to say during Passover, which started last night.
Here are some timely and matzah-related images from last night’s seder at my sister Ellen’s.
It’s time for two versions of that song — the original and one with matzah.
As time matzahs on, I’ve had a ball at many seders and many baseball games at Fenway park in Boston.
I look forward to your comments, with or without matzahs or puns.
So matzah thanks to Ellen, her spouse Linda, my cousin Lani, Michael, my late father, my late mother, dramaramasam, everybody else who helped me write this “Time Matzahs On” post and — of course! — everybody who matzahs over to this blog to read it, including YOU.
Three cheers for unleavened bread, Ann. This Long Island Catholic lad broke Matzah with many Jewish friends while growing up. Happy Passover to you and yours!
So matzah thanks to you, Mark!!
Reblogged this on PenneyVanderbilt and commented:
I enjoyed this so much!
Matzahs gracias!
I’m glad that during Passover you make sure to Seder all the right words. L’Chaim!
I’m so glad you never passover my blog, Chris, and a long life to you.
✡️ This awesome, Ann! Ziesen Pesach to you and yours. ✡️
Same to you and yours, Awesome Sunny!
I love that your father’s humour transcends life and death. I hear my late father’s voice often as well. ♡
Diana xo
I love hearing your voice, Diana. <3
What a sweet thing to say, Ann, thank you.
This made me smile!
Smiling back at you, Lisa!
A pfunny post
Thanks for the pfun, Derrick.
Passing over this blog is not in my mind either.
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I apologize for passing over this comment when you made it last year, Maria!
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