it is 11:00 a.m. in the holy city of safed. i finally broke my nightly fast and had some yogurt , pear and walnuts. i drank my first chai tea and milk and am currently on my second cup. it is sheer heaven. it was hard getting through pesach without it. i drank jasmine tea all week with fresh ginger but it didn't really do the trick. i love my chai. i got the grandkids hooked on it , too. i woke up in a bit of a panic this morning.
luckily, the gardener showed up. he has a calming effect on me. we sat outside, maintaining the required distance; if not more, and had our hot drinks and a nice chat. he thinks we will be back to normal; whatever that means, soon. for sure, the world as we knew it; will never truly be the same. let's hope it will all be for the better.
i started to put away my pesach utensils and household goods. i got the pots sorted away and even chucked a couple. i always feel good after i throw something out. my mom was a hoarder. she wasn't the kind you see on reality t.v. but still; she loved to save things and couldn't part with them. when she made Aliyah and moved here; she brought it all with her. it took me years to get rid of it.
the veggie and fruit truck came so i ran around the corner to buy eggs and apples. i have grown very fond of apples lately. i am pretty done with bananas right now. i do have some frozen in the freezer for a smoothie. i was so excited about the truck that i forgot to don my mask. the merchants wore masks and gloves so hopefully, i am still uninfected. my gardener said that he read that safed had a poor rating about following the quarantine rules. i don't know what is happening downtown or in the ultra haredi communities;but up here it's ghost town.
i am completely zonked already. i might just watch some easy television. i am too tired to finish putting away the pesach stove. i need to scrub it first and i don't have the patience. perhaps after a slight rest; i will be reinvigorated and motivated. i can always pull out my electric stove and cook on that today. i have a package of hotdogs in the freezer that is calling to me,"eat us, eat us'.
update: it is now 6:30 p.m. all pesach dishes, wine glasses, dish racks, towels and stove are safely tucked away in the pesach closet. i am having rice cakes and peanut butter for supper. it took forever to fit the pesach stove top back into its original box and fit it on a shelf. it also took; what seemed like forever; to get the gas flowing again on the regular stove top. it seemed to have been jammed up. it's all done and tomorrow i will begin to cook again.
Thursday, April 16, 2020
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