I still haven’t broken Passover. And I’m kind of cool with that.
(Okay, I sort of promised myself as I sat down to write that this wasn’t going to turn into a my-Passover-was-cooler-than-yours post. I’ll try to keep it that way. But it still might.)
A few years ago, when I was living in Israel, I went out to lunch with a bunch of folks. This was two, maybe three weeks after Passover ended. My friend B., who’s kind of a spiritual giant and lives on a different plane of existence than the rest of us — he routinely takes half an hour or longer to pray the (usually 3-minute) mincha service — happened to mention, while we passed around the wicker bowl of laffas, that he hadn’t broken Passover yet.
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