Wrapping Up Chanuka

It's official, Chanuka's over- walking down the street this morning, the Sufganiot were all gone from the store windows. Very sad, but very good for our arteries.

We made the most of the last two nights though.

On Monday, me and Eitan headed to Tel Aviv with Nina who got off from the army for vacation this week for a birthday and Chanuka celebration at the Kirschenbaum/Kamins. Ami couldn't make it, between the time getting to the bus station and to Tel Aviv in the height of traffic, but don't worry, we brought him home (delicious) leftovers.

While in Tel Aviv, Eitan and I had a date with friends visiting from home- Abbey and adorable baby Aviv who we met for the first time, finally! Last time we saw Abbey, Eitan was 10 weeks old, and Aviv was still 27 weeks away from birth, so it was really really awesome to have the two boys together and get to catch up.
And a great reminder of how much a few months difference makes in babies.

This is as good as I could do. Really pathetic. I know.

We had a blast at Hudy and Debra- they made tons of latkes, and even added rosemary into some of them in my and Eitan's honor (not really, but they were just as good). We even skyped with Kayla off from school in Teaneck in our very modern Chanuka way. And we topped of dinner with suganiot from Tal Bagels. Good. Especially the cookies and cream flavor that a wonderfully thick frosting on top, and an alcohol laced chocolate filling.

And yesterday, the last day of Chanuka, we finally got to Jerusalem's most coveted doughnuts, from Roladin. I was saving the best for last. Also because rumor has it that they're so good, all others pale in comparison. And they're really expensive, so having them the last night ensures we can't go back for more following days.

Post Dinner. We're gross.

Again, these pictures do not do these justice. 

But wow. They are good. Beautiful. Delicious- like AMAZING. The frosting and inner creams tasted like sweet whipped cheesecake. The only was that was just good was the halvah flavor, the Cafe Neeman halvah was actually superior. But the other two. Wowaweewa.

Okay, so the menorah is put away, the calories have been maxed out, and it's time to get back to normal routine.