A Shopping Order is Also a Prayer

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Pesach this week! Let’s do it!

 

I have an embarrassing obsession with Pesach shopping orders. Don’t ask.

 

Back in the day, my mother used to do one giant grocery trip before she started cooking in the Pesach kitchen. Sometimes I would go with her and we would divide and conquer. I loved to fill the cart to overflowing — potato starch, duck sauce, ground walnuts, oil, ketchup, chocolate syrup, eggs, cream cheese…The stuff of Pesach breakfasts and sedarim and suppers and seudos. I have a lot to be grateful for.

 

I didn’t cook but I peeled, pounds and pounds of potatoes, carrots, and zucchini in the Pesach kitchen. And although I didn’t cook, I dreamed about cooking. I dreamed about making Pesach. I was a teenager and I dreamed about planning my own menus in a few short years.

 

I graduated high school and seminary and my first job was in a school office. Pesach time, the school gave out order forms to the teachers for discounted Pesach groceries. An order form, what fun! I could pretend to be making my very own Pesach order.

 

It’s about ten years since. My mother has modified her approach — she breaks up the shopping into several trips as she cooks — and I don’t do much of the shopping. I still dream. I still pretend. I just did a pretend Pesach order on a grocery store app. Cinnamon, onions, mayonnaise, chocolate, yogurt, almond flour, grape juice, frozen cauliflower…nostalgia and longing in a virtual shopping cart.

 

Kind of embarrassing, but you know what, I think I’m gonna just pretend and pretend and pretend until I’m not pretending anymore.

 

Happy Pesach prepping!

 

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