There will be feasting and dancing in Jerusalem next year

Despite having spent all of yesterday and most of today in recovery from Saturday, actually, it was a very nice Seder. I made a lamb tagine with prunes and apricots. My brother forgot to bring the fruit slices, but we had a miniature hazelnut cake on hand. Viking Zen brought salad and a quite nice kosher red wine, the philosopher brought conversation, and Audrey brought a large white stuffed dog named Spot, I can only assume because it had none. There were kneydlekh and gefilte fish. There was charoses made with the wooden bowl and chopper that were my great-grandmother's. There was a lot more chocolate-covered matzah than I thought we had in the house. Chag sameach, all. I shall go back to recovering now.