Thursday morning, we went for a walk on the Boulevard.

The Naparsteks returned home, and Neal and Andy came in from New York. We sat around during the afternoon, playing with Josie.

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Janet and David, as well as Bess, joined us for the last of My Zayde's Seders. As it was in the beginning...so shall it be foretold, or as we mumble: "ZZxxddrddjkl...dksjekfk....skdjsjkk.s..dd."

Andy asked the 4 questions.

Carol served a deeeelicious brisket...sooo moisssssttttt! Once again, she outdid herself, everything was delicious, and she had to give us the the recipe. We finished with a wonderful lemon turd curd that Neal found a bit tart.

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We finished with all the good songs and the last of the pharmaceutical paraphernalia.

And so we entrust My Zayde's Seder into the hands of the generations to come.