Beth and Taxes is Counting the days until Passover is over.
There are a two things I don't really understand surrounding Passover the first being who exactly Rabi Jose was and where he came from and the second being the non-Jew fascination with matzoh.
Every Passover at least one of my friends who is not from the "tribe" tells me that they love matzoh. The reason for this escapes me, it can't possibly be from the taste, matzoh tastes exactly like a cardboard box, even butter, or A1 couldn't mask that. I wonder what the reason is for this, are people drawn to matzoh because it looks like a huge cracker? Is the attraction close to that of the affinity that children feel for those ginormous lollipops? Sometimes I want to shout at the people who claim to "love" matzoh. I mean really? The only redeeming factor of matzoh would be if you were sick with a stomach virus and you needed something plain to eat that would also back you up, but in my opinion I will chose white rice over matzoh any day.
Maybe the reason that my non-Jewish friends love matzoh so much is because they aren't forced to eat it for a week straight. The possibilities for carb replacing meals are endless, but after a while matzoh pizza is no longer cute and you long for a slice from Artichoke. After about 2 days the only meals you can think of stomaching begin to have such a high fat count that you would rather not eat at all. Potato chips, ice cream, and french fries, although they do sound like a glorious meal, also begin to lose their luster once you realize that on this "Atkins" like diet you have gained at least 10 pounds.
So what is my solution this Passover? Well lucky me, this Passover also happens to overlap at a time in which I have to wear a bathing suit, so I think instead of just indulging in Ice Cream, which I can only eat like four bites of regardless due to the other popular Jewish affliction: Lactose Intolerance, I will eat only salads...and as for cute little matzoh croutons...count me out, I'll pass!
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