I'll be locked in my room the next day and a half working on my seminar paper, so I figured I'd pop up for air one last time before I submerge myself in ecological inference to tell you all about my Seders. (Only one more day of matza, yay!)
For the first night of Passover, since my parents live too far away, I had to look elsewhere for a Seder. Thankfully, fellow ex-MITers Naomi and Leah had invited me to their Seder in Long Island back in January. It turned out that their cousins (who live in Great Neck) were actually hosting this year, and they graciously welcomed me into their huge, gorgeous home. As the host family's observance is on the orthodox end of conservative Judaism, the Seder was all in Hebrew, meaning my Hebrew site-reading skills were put to the test. This choice of language also meant that the Seder was loooong; thankfully, Leah left at 11:20, giving me the excuse to leave with her...otherwise we would have been their past midnight.
So I took the train back to Princeton that night, giving me plenty of time to prepare for the 2nd night Seder that I was hosting. There was the normal two-hours-before panicking (or, at least as close to panicking as I ever get), but with the help of a few punctual guests, we started off the Seder pretty much on time and with everything in order (pun slightly intended). Huge props to Chicklet who put together a fabulous Hagaddah -- with a beautiful layout. We did everything in English, and the 20 (!) people who showed (especially the non-Jews) seemed to really enjoy it. (Luckily we reserved the community room so all those people did not have to fit into our apartment.) Even the kids from across the hall were heavily involved, reading long words such as "dialectical" and "globalization." And we gave the boys fun dinosaur packs for finding the Afikomen so quickly! The dinner was over before we knew it (6:45pm - 9:15pm for the entire event) -- a good way to introduce people to Jewish culture without boring them. All in all, a fantastic success. As they say, "Next year in the New Lawrence community room!"
Friday, Kosuke (the prof whom I work with) and I presented our paper at the NYU methodological conference. The presentation went well and the comments from the audience gave me a sneak peak about what will be asked a week from today when I present. My biggest gripe about the conference was the food! Here we were in the middle of NYC (Jew central) and they served nothing that was remotely kosher for Passover. For dinner, they were going to an Italian place! Well, in New York parlance, fahgetaboutit -- I hung out with Diesel instead.
Diesel had just returned from Good Friday services (or Jesus' funeral, as she called it), so she was ready for some debauchery. We bar-hopped: she knows some "shiny" places in NYC--one bar was completely unmarked on the outside, but inside it was packed with young hipsters smoking and swapping bohemian tales of their day in a bourgeois city. Then we went to her place to watch "The L word" :)
Saturday: another Seder! This time at Eva's place, who had the Seder a few days late because that was when her parents could visit. The dinner was very pluralistic with everyone swapping tidbits of tradition and knowledge they had picked up over the years. I had learned the true story of the orange when prepping for my Seder, so I shared that tale with the group. Fun side note: I found the Afikomen in record time (before Eva's father had even finished detailing the search boundaries).
But now I'm procrastinating writing my paper...I'll be up very late tomorrow in case any of you insomniacs out there need someone to talk to at 4am.
Oh, and in more personal news, which you'll have to ask me about off-blog, looks like I'll finally be seeing the inside of a (nice) eating club.

