Every Spring, when the dreaded holiday of eight days worth of constipation rolls around my coworkers seem to get a bit excited. Why, might you ask? Well, the first Passover at my company I introduced my coworkers to a number of different types of Passover Jew food. I bring in noodle kugel, matzoh ball soup and brisket (I even had a few brave souls try chopped liver, but I have stopped bringing this dish in because I got weird looks since it doesn't come off as appetizing as it tastes).
I can remember the first Passover lunch where I was surrounded by a number of coworkers in the break room as they watched me make my matzoh pizza and questioned what the significance of this holiday was. Luckily, Temple Beth Am gave me a pretty good Hebrew school education. I shared the Cliff's Notes version of the story of Passover and then explained what I could not eat for eight whole days. Of course I loved being the center of attention. But what really made me feel good was that my coworkers were interested in my religion and curious about the practicing and significance of the holiday.
|Modern day Passover visual|
|Matzoh pizza - it's what's for lunch, everyday|
Me: I have to rush home after work so I can get up to the burbs to my in-laws house for Passover sedar.
Coworker: Is this the holiday where you can't eat bread and make that really good noodle dish?
Coworker: Can you please bring me some?
Me: Of course!
|Four of the five "Likes" were from coworkers.|