Tomorrow at sunset starts Purim. Normally Purim doesn’t mean that much to me because I’m not Jewish, but my Jewish / caterer / Rett mom friend, Lauren, recently posted on The Food Jew her mother’s beloved recipe for hamantaschen. The grocery store was all out of Lauren’s suggested filling of apricot and prune, so we made due with raspberry and prune/plum. I took advantage of Nat’s talent for baking and she tried out the recipe this afternoon. So yummy! I did burn the roof of my mouth when I ate one because I couldn’t wait for the filling to fully cool. They were a tiny bit overfilled, so some of them lost their triangle-ness, but we will try again tomorrow.
I found this old printed photo of Vince. I’m getting all sentimental now that’s he’s about to be 13. Was he ever really that little?