if i don’t have a working stove/oven/kitchen by this evening, april 13, there will be seriously massive hell to pay. are you listening claire? michel? david? everyone involved? passover is difficult year after year. but passover without a kitchen? HA. like, it’s proposterous. unfathomable. undoable. impossible. I was hoping it’d be the kind of impossible like in the Cinderella musical where the precious lil fairy godmother does her thing and impossible things are happening evvvvv…vvvvvvv…….rrrryyyyy dayyyyyyyyyy.
the appliances actually came six days ago, well, by that, i mean all the appliances except the fridge. they had no idea we’d ordered a fridge. how were they supposed to know we’d ordered a fridge when it was clearly marked on the delivery sheet? nothing is easy here. by now, it’s to the point where generally i’ll just laugh when stuff like this happens because it’s so typical here. but it’s PASSOVER and i COOK thankyouverymuch. HOW can you make a kugel or cheesecake or matzah meal pancakes or matza brei or matza pizza without ANY FRIDGE to keep your ingredients in or any oven or stove to cook them in/on? somebody please, please, please help
Last night I went back to Casa de Yael and Tali (and now Ayala)… I sort of was planning on sneaking in, putting my stuff down, running to the store and then having a romantic reunion with the oven I used all of thrice in 2 months (if you know me, you know this is in no way even CLOSE to close to remotely near normal), or maybe the stove (which i actually used quite a bit, i eat a shitload of omelettes here. gotta get that PROTINE). Anyway, the washer, dryer, oven and stove have been sitting in boxes for almost a week, because the delivery people don’t install them because that would just make too much sense, ya know? and apparently there is some law that we are not allowed to install them / insurance liability or something. but, our go-to girl for the apartment said we could hook up the oven ourselves. my dear roommate left me all alone the other day, so i attempted to pick up the oven out of the box and in turn felt like a weak, weak loser and on top of it, i somehow cut my thumb really deeply - in three different places. well, three and a half actually, all like, worse than papercuts. i dont think it was from the box though, i honestly think it was from part of the oven. hopefully my tetanus vaccine is still rocking. OW. mother of G-D.
moving right along… sorry, this is quite the rant here…
the appliances actually came six days ago, well, by that, i mean all the appliances except the fridge. they had no idea we’d ordered a fridge. how were they supposed to know we’d ordered a fridge when it was clearly marked on the delivery sheet? nothing is easy here. by now, it’s to the point where generally i’ll just laugh when stuff like this happens because it’s so typical here. but it’s PASSOVER and i COOK thankyouverymuch. HOW can you make a kugel or cheesecake or matzah meal pancakes or matza brei or matza pizza without ANY FRIDGE to keep your ingredients in or any oven or stove to cook them in/on? somebody please, please, please help
Last night I went back to Casa de Yael and Tali (and now Ayala)… I sort of was planning on sneaking in, putting my stuff down, running to the store and then having a romantic reunion with the oven I used all of thrice in 2 months (if you know me, you know this is in no way even CLOSE to close to remotely near normal), or maybe the stove (which i actually used quite a bit, i eat a shitload of omelettes here. gotta get that PROTINE). Anyway, the washer, dryer, oven and stove have been sitting in boxes for almost a week, because the delivery people don’t install them because that would just make too much sense, ya know? and apparently there is some law that we are not allowed to install them / insurance liability or something. but, our go-to girl for the apartment said we could hook up the oven ourselves. my dear roommate left me all alone the other day, so i attempted to pick up the oven out of the box and in turn felt like a weak, weak loser and on top of it, i somehow cut my thumb really deeply - in three different places. well, three and a half actually, all like, worse than papercuts. i dont think it was from the box though, i honestly think it was from part of the oven. hopefully my tetanus vaccine is still rocking. OW. mother of G-D.moving right along… sorry, this is quite the rant here…
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