I have cleaned the kitchen, the dining room, the foyer, and half the living room. Then I went to the grocery store, and came out with a 5lb chicken and a 6lb brisket.
This can only mean two things: 1. I am nesting like a mad hen. 2. It’s Rosh Hashanah time!
So to the Bitchery readers who are celebrating the arrival of 5768, l’shanah tovah! May your new year be sweet and happy. May your brisket be moist! May your man-titty be extra round!
A New Year’s baby would be very cool, Sarah.[g]
Here’s wishing you and yours L’shana tova tikatevu v’tikhatemu.
We’ll be celebrating here in Cambridge (US) – Happy New Year!
Sarah, honey, just don’t celebrate to the point where you confuse that brisket with…
Oh, damn, I can’t bring myself to get Stephen King enough to say it!
Happy 5768…and Happy 1.
G-ddamn, I hate the word “moist.”
moist man titty?
I like tender man titty, myself! Tee hee.
L’Shanah Tovah, everyone. May you all be cold inscribed on tha Book a Life, yo!
Anyone who hasn’t checked out SHABOT 6000 should: especially the seasonal animations: http://www.shabot6000.com/hoty/
and
http://www.shabot6000.com/tekiah/ !
…you can get brisket where you live? *major envy*
I live in the Beef Capital of the Planet and I have never seen non-corned brisket at the supermarket or even at the farmer’s market.
(blushes red)
Forgot to add – happy New Year!
Happy New Year! Mmmm…matzoh brei