It was a s8r, oy! She said see you l8r, goi…

I recently attended my first Passover Seder, and can think of no better way of doing it full honor & justice than by paraphrasing the great A. Lavigne, who - while gentile - sings and gestures with the heart & soul of one who has escaped Egyptian persecution. I ate of the bitter herb, drank of the sweet wine, sang of the confusing song that seemed to be about how things were… sufficient, went to the door to look for Elijah (who I mistook to be a real as opposed to metaphorical/representational personage and was disappointed to find absent), and partook of the lotsa matzah. In ball form, and otherwise.

Being an atheist and thus having the non-partisan, objective ability to compare religious rituals with inarguable yet humble precision, I’d have to say that from a usability perspective, the Pagan-cum-Christian tradition of giving kids chocolate things and having them paint eggs wins, but that Passover trounces bunny et al. in the alcohol and variety departments, making it more appealing to the 20+ crowd. I have some extra activities that I think could round out the experience and make it more gentile-friendly, however:

• Group Song: “Kosher Matzah Balls” (in unison to Chef’s immortal “Salty Chocolate Balls“)
• Hallel Freestyle Compo
• Prince of Egypt Movieoke
• Two Words: Manischewitz Pong

Regardless, a good time: interesting ritual, excellent eats, and wonderful company.