We attended a friend’s son’s Bar Mitzvah today – at the very end, he and the other boy had to drink wine after a blessing. The faces he made: “Yuck. Bleargh. Nasty.” The cantor made him drink the whooole thing, and then some. In the photo, young Adam is greeted by the rest of his friends, who cheered him as he made his escape from the sanctuary at last.
We have another event to attend tonight – not as happy a one, unfortunately. This is turning out to be a weekend of events, though.
