Road Tripping to a Simcha

Yesterday, mabfan and I went down to Connecticut with 530nm330hz and introverte to celebrate the wedding of angwantibo and his Drummer Girl. The bride was radiant, the groom was all smiles, and a freilich wedding was definitely the order of the evening.

The chuppah was held outside. I found out later that this is a Lubavitcher custom. But the fact that it was about 35-40 degrees out at the time of the chuppah meant that we were all bundled up in our coats. And at the end, after angwantibo stepped on the glass and we all broke into Od Yishama, I couldn't help but sing the refrain as:

Cold sasson
V'cold simcha
Cold chatan
V'cold kallah

Aside from the folks we traveled down with, we were seated with pressburger. It was lovely to see him and get an opportunity to shmooze with him.

Mazal tov again to angwantibo and his kallah!

Way, Way, Way Pre-Purim, but...

...since a few people responded "What are hamantaschen" in my poll last week:

Hamantaschen are a pastry that are traditional for the holiday of Purim. There are various methods of making them (bread-like dough vs. cookie dough; various fillings), but below the cut is my mother's traditional recipe (and, fear not, I shall strive to remember to post this again closer to Purim (which in 5767 is 4 March 2007)).

( Lakova sheli shalosh pinot )