As some of you know my husband, Bill, is Jewish. His three kids are also Jewish. As of today, we are still trying to work out how and what we are going to raise Bradley.
What all this means is that we celebrate both Christmas and Hanukkah in our home.
The Jewish traditions are truly beautiful and have great meaning.
This is one of about 4 menorahs that we have. It is all based on mood. The other ones are pretty formal. I like this to be informal....Ya know, apparently the Christian girl makes the decisions for the Jewish family members.
Our annual fried chicken from KFC. This is the one thing I have not tried cooking....why fix somethin' that's not broken. I don't think I could do better than this.
This is matzo ball soup. The tradition is to eat all fried food....to represent the oil that God miraculously supplied for 8 nights...hence 8 nights of Hanukkah. However, Haley, thinks that every Jewish holiday should be celebrated with matzo ball soup. Hard to say no to such yummy soup.
I am blogging about this because tonight is the last, 8th, night of Hanukkah. I am sad because Bradley will get his last present. Yes, when our kids were younger they all got gifts for each night. Now they are older and their gifts are bigger and more expensive so usually they get 1 or 2 gifts. I am not ready for the holidays to be over.
This year the holidays were sooooo special. I don't know why but I feel overwhelmed with the feeling of being blessed.
Now, off to plan the New Year's Eve dinner we have every year. We do a three course fondue dinner. Again, tradition. Have done this every year since I was a little girl. Gotta love family traditions!!!