Went to a seder last night at the home of Sephardic friends (she’s Russian, he’s Iranian — or as he would say, “Persian” — and they have gorgeous daughters and Israeli in-laws and…oh, this wasn’t supposed to be about the scenery.
Anyway, mine host had a half-dozen bottles of this:
and I want to tell you, this shit right here could really express my Russian side. I could drink that stuff, neat, all night. Or at least until I slid, quietly and happily unconscious, under the table, like a good Russian lush ought.
And it’s Kosher for Passover! Will wonders never cease. Not made from potatoes, either; made from sugarcane. By Finns. Finns???