Thursday, October 2, 2008
My parents said, "Emma, we're going to throw bread into the Hudson river. Do you want to go?"
It's called Tash·likh, which is one of the many things you do for Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year.
Then they said each bread crumb represented a sin from the past year we were symbolic-ally dumping into the bottom of the river. You can see all the bread in the river. Jews up and down the west side were clogging up the Hudson River.
Daddy took a giant piece of bread and through it like a discus all the way to New Jersey. I wonder what his sins are.
I really didn't do anything full of sin this year. No late night partying in the West Village. I'm sure there's something bad, bad, bad I did, so I threw a giant piece of stale Challah all the way to New Jersey, to cover all bets.