The bitter herb and salted water will be especially acidic and savory this year.
Tracie P and I are both reeling from the news that Prince has left this world for a better one.
Just a few weeks ago, Michael Z., a friend from Australia who works in the music industry, sent me a video from a private performance by Prince he had attended. What an electric, magical entertainer he was, a triple threat as they used to say…
After everyone else went to bed last night (my mom is in Houston for the holiday), we stayed up and sipped some Venica Pinot Grigio as we watched all the remembrances on CNN and listened to our favorite Prince tracks on our phones.
He gave us so much through his music, energy, activism, and charity. Now he’s gone. It makes both of us so sad.
Tonight we’ll be celebrating the Passover with my mom and Tracie’s parents, Rev. and Mrs. B.
And when we dip our parsley into the water and remember the bitterness and salty tears of the Hebrews enslaved in Egypt, I will also remember how Prince brought us so much joy and light and sweetness in the daily toil of life. The world isn’t the same without him.
Wishing everyone a happy Passover… hag sameach, yall…
