Happy Purim!

Purim is here! 

Tomorrow we mark Queen Esther risking her neck and standing up to the wicked Haman. 

Another celebration of good against evil. 

Purim this year, on the Jewish calendar, also really marks a year since the world stopped spinning. Last year, I decided to not to shul on Purim. Social distancing was just becoming a thing and the thought of all those people crowded in shul as Boston saw its first cases spooked me into staying home. 

Now here we are. Masks aren't just for hiding our identity on a fun holiday but a daily occurrence to keep us safe. A strange twist of life indeed. But! Onto happier things. 

This Purim may still look mighty strange, but I made my best batch of Hamantashen in years. I even learned recently that my go-to jelly Bonne Maman is a company that during the Holocaust hid Jews to save their lives. Goes along well with the Purim tale, don't you think?

Please Gd, next Purim we will celebrate together. With masks only used to playfully mask our identities not shield us from the virus. Sharing mishloach manot will be done without a thought, we'll host our friends for our Purim feasts, and we won't need to unmute on Zoom to hear the graggers during the Megillah readings!

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