Hard to believe it's Purim already. Mom whipped up a batch of her famous hamantaschen. (for those of you not in the tribe, they are supposed to represent the hat of Haman, a guy who was not very nice to Esther and her fellow Jews).
This year we got cherry, apricot and prune. I only eat the cherry. If you haven't had one by now, forget, they are all gone. (and they were good!)
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