{"id":1383,"date":"2006-04-16T11:33:00","date_gmt":"2006-04-16T11:33:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog2\/2006\/04\/easter-shpiels\/"},"modified":"2006-04-16T11:33:00","modified_gmt":"2006-04-16T11:33:00","slug":"easter-shpiels","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/2006\/04\/easter-shpiels\/","title":{"rendered":"Easter Shpiels"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ned sent me this great blog post about making Cadury creme egg cake!<\/a> The guy who did this substituted Cadbury creme eggs wherever the cake recipe called for real eggs. This is what vacation weeks are all about, in my mind: fun and decadence. Maybe later in the day we’ll do the same, but with brownie mix. However, if I am to stick to my Atkins, what the F*** do I do with all that delicious chocolatey stuff lying around?<\/p>\n

I make Nat eat it. Nat, the string bean, always hungry. At Passover, (my Pesach table shown here) \"\"<\/a>
he ate three plates of my brisket and potatoes), loves intense flavors, just like his Mommy, and so I know he will eat as much sickeningly sweet chocolate confection and not even feel it! (Also like his Mommy: I have an infinite tolerance for fudge, chocolate, etc. Or I used to, pre-Atkins. Now sugar does make me ill. What a wimp!)<\/p>\n

So, first we’re watching King Kong<\/span> (the new one), which is pretty good. Although I don’t know why they had to “add” to the story by putting in dinosaurs and giant bugs, for God’s sake! What kind of mishegos island is this, with an oversized ape, dinos, and<\/span> insects? And why didn’t the natives — who are smart enough to build this bridge-like catapult contraption to get across chasms on the island — figure out a way to leave the damned place? Instead, they choose to live in abject fear of all the grotesque life forms that surround them? That is where I refused to suspend my disbelief.<\/p>\n

But Max likes it. Nat wanders in an out, waiting for lunch. I think after lunch I will try to take Max back to the fabric store, if they’re open — what is open on Easter Sunday? Not much, I would bet. Easter is a bit more of a mystery to me, a Jew who has never celebrated it; never even so much as an egg hunt! When I was little, my friends had those colorful baskets filled with ribbons of fake green grass and candy, candy, candy, while I had to munch on matzah. But unlike Christmas, I don’t know what they really do on Easter. My guess is: Church, brunch, family, egg hunt, candy-eating, special dinner? I’m sure my readers and friends will enlighten me, or even invite me next year!<\/p>\n

If we get to the fabric store, it’s going to be an entire day of making Sith robes, for Max’s Star Wars<\/span> movie. I’m going to have to buy like 20 yards of the cheapest black cloth and cut out robes for 7 boys. I figured out a quick and dirty way to do it: fold over three yards, cut out a slit for the head, cut out arm shapes, staple the whole thing together. Then, drape more cloth for a hood. Trouble is, Max is such a perfectionist that quick and dirty often upsets him. <\/p>\n

The problem is, the outdoors beckon. I want to plant stuff! Mom brought me California poppies, the sexiest, most male-like plants around because of their black fuzzy buds that hang so provocatively, like testicles. Some have opened and there is this incredible lollipop orange blazing against the chocolate brown earth. <\/p>\n

Another day with not much planned but enough beauty and peace around me to keep my heart full.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Ned sent me this great blog post about making Cadury creme egg cake! The guy who did this substituted Cadbury creme eggs wherever the cake recipe called for real eggs. This is what vacation weeks are all about, in my mind: fun and decadence. Maybe later in the day we’ll do the same, but with […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1383","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pSTth-mj","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1383","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1383"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1383\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1383"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1383"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1383"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}