Last night’s milchig (that is, dairy, referring to the laws of kashruth, but that’s not where I’m going with this) supper table, with its spread of Yukon Gold potatoes, boiled local eggs sprinkled with Shan Pakistani egg seasoning, a green salad with cucumbers and radishes, the very first local strawberries and Greek yogurt waiting in the bowl beyond, with walnut baklava for dessert. The glaring empty space on the plate is for creamed herring; for some reason I wanted to take the photo RIGHT NOW. This is a Jewish variation on a Lenten “fasting” supper we once shared with our friends in Cologne, Germany.
So — an interfaith supper!
(Frank, over my shoulder, says: All this and herring, too. Since this post is just for fun, maybe it’s really a red herring.)