Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Siete Candelikas


After my stint as a guest reader at the SDJA/Beth Am Hanukkah event, I needed to relax with a glass of red in my new Hanukkah wine glass (thanks, Denise!) With the Darby napping basket and the bowl full of dreidels (special golden favorite of Will's perched to the right), I will enjoy this 7th night of a very peaceful holiday.

Fall in San Diego


I know, I know...it's winter! But Southern California doesn't really have seasons, so when we see a tree with "autumn" leaves, it's picture worthy. Note the palm trees swaying gently in the background...

Crazy for Latkes


Since I hadn't had enough stuff fried in oil lately, and it IS still Hanukkah, I indulged in a few potato pancakes with applesauce at Janet's on Sunday night. Kenny wasn't sure about the consistency of the mixture and no one seemed to want to add more oil to the pan. Nonetheless, we managed to create about 30 crunchy, golden, perfect little potato pancake wonders. YUM!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Ducks on a Float!


We can now check being in a parade off our list of things to do. The "I always wanted to be in the parade" float came by during the OB Holiday parade, and of course Lee, Fran and I jumped right on! Chris gave Lee an OB headband and we all waved like beauty queens. Notice our float attire...

Chocolate Anyone?


We opened the BIG box of chocolates and I started passing them around to our guests. 2 and a half pounds of sugary goodness...and I got a good arm workout, too!

I Think I'm Such a Bigshot!


Getting interviewed for the San Diego Jewish Journal for an article on the San Diego Jewish Academy. A little frightening at first, but good for a photo by the end. I'll keep you posted for the publish date!

Burn, Candle, Burn


Luckily, it was only the first night of Hanukkah and one candle was lit. Nosy Darby has to be involved in everything - he's smart enough to not burn his face, but his tail is another story. He swishes it back and forth and before we can swat him off the table, my house smells like burnt fur. Not truly burnt, just a singed hair or two, and he never noticed!