Once it was becoming evident that my new dining room for Passover wasn’t materializing, a dear friend of mine stepped in and offered her house. We’ve been having gorgeous seders together for years, so I knew I was in good hands. We had an outdoor seder at her place once so we figured we’d do the same again. The only catch was she was due to have a baby about a month prior to Passover. But we both had babies before and vaguely remembered what it was like, so we thought no big deal, we’ll just all chip in and make it a potluck Passover so it wouldn’t be much of a lift for her. She can attend to the baby while everyone else does the seder. Easy peasy.
Well, yeah. That was the plan. The weekend before Pesach I went to visit the new baby and I was immediately gripped by how much work a baby is. I instinctually felt something wasn’t right. It was too much to have the seder there. So, despite not having a lick of furniture in my dining room or a light fixture, I offered to have it back at my place. Needs must when the devil drives, so the day before Pesach in came my garden furniture chairs, two 6-foot folding tables, a roll of Reynolds freezer paper, and a $7 bunch of seeded eucalyptus from Whole Foods.
I was sold out of my Passover Papers, so I hid an unattractive haggadah under the napkin and unrolled some Reynolds wrap in the middle of the table to hide the join. A sprig of the eucalyptus brightened up each placesetting.
My seder plate was a glass cake stand that hovered over the eucalyptus. In my hurry I didn’t label any of the items but my 5,000-year-old egg turned out great.
My sideboard housed the pitcher and bowl for netilat yadayim and my candlesticks. Blessing cards were at the ready just in case someone forgot the words.
Sometimes the nice things happen by accident. The good thing about being in a hurry is that you don’t have time for fancy. A standard napkin fold, basic place cards, and unfussy flowers created relaxed, homey feel to the Passover table.
By the time the guests arrived it was all under control and I was quite pleased with myself until I cracked open the haggadah and realized I hadn’t reviewed it. Uh oh. Oh well, what’s done is done. Now, I need to start working on a new post…A New Dining Room for Rosh Hashanah.