Who is a Lablaban?

A lablaban is someone who talks and talks. Like my grandaughter Roxanne is a lablaban. Since she was little she was a lablaban. Talking and talking and talking. She swallowed a radio. But I love her.

Monday, March 24, 2008

A movie about Iranian Jews

There is a movie tomorrow night about the Iranian Jews, I'm going to go, I think. I'm not so interested, but I'll go. We didn't mix with them in Teheran. But i don't know, I'll go and see it and see what's happening. Sheila, this agent, she's a friend of Terry, she'll bring me back and Terry's going to drop me there. I told Terry I can drive, it's not too late, but the parking is bad.

Hag Purim

For Purim night I went to the Sha'ar at 7:30 for the service. They read the megilah, and after the megilah we went downstairs for the party. There was Israeli music and clapping hands, hora, and there was a band. And the rabbi and the chazan, the clergy, they were wearing masks, I couldn't even recognize them. And on the table there was hot hamentashen and tangerines, and they were serving hamburger and hot dogs, and there was buffets with all kinds of salads, and cole slaw, pickles, and so much, you wouldn't believe it. They were serving the hamburgers and it smelled so good, with all the trimming. Everybody was saying, it smells so good, we can't wait to eat it. because we don't eat that at home.

The next day, around eleven, eleven thirty, something like that, the doorman called me, he said, "Madame, vous avez un cadeau (you have a gift)." And I was surprised, I went downstairs, I didn't know who from. I read the card, green card, it says, "for you, and Terry, and Harvey," and "200 happy Purim." It was from my friends, Barbara and Sasoon, they are very nice. Why 200? I don't know, I have to ask her. Terry says because there is two months of Adar this year, it's a leap year. There was a nice basket for Purim, with some fruits, orange and apples, hammentachen, mandel bread, and chocolate cookies, and an Israeli bottle of water, they call it Naya, and chocolate cookies, and chocolate, a round one. And a bag of tea, and it was wrapped nicely with a ribbon on it. Isn't that nice? I thanked them for that.

Back in Baghdad they would do that, it was a traditions, my grandmother would make sweets and nice things, and put it on a platter, and then she'd send someone to take it around to their friends. This is the tradition.