Passover in February. It's fine.

I had no clue what I was getting myself into last night when I sat down for our three hour seder meal.

 I found myself pouring wine (grapefruit juice) over and over again, eating bitter herbs with horse radish (with all due respect to horses....it was disgusting), reciting out of a book, listening to Hebrew, washing my hands, searching for a "hidden cloth"and eating really, really good food. In the end I was a happy girl with a (little too) full belly.

 Thats a rap, kids.