Burger Queen :)

Yeah, it's a rotten pun, but, on the plus side, at least my burgers are kosher, unlike Burger King's.

My mother was a wonderful cook.  Alas, I'm the only one of my parents' children who did not inherit her culinary aptitude.  So I've been stuffing our freezer with beef and turkey burgers in anticipation of my upcoming surgeries.  Plan B--for when we get bored with burgers--is to have fish for dinner.  Plan P is to put the Punster to work making roasted chicken, once we run out of frozen leftovers from my last one.  Gourmet cooks we're not, but we don't go hungry, thank G-d.

This is my last post until after this Friday's cataract surgery.  Please keep Léah bat Esther v'Ozer in your prayers and/or thoughts.  See you on the other side.

Here's the rest of this week's pre-surgery post party:
~ Avraham, Sarah, and family--this story makes no sense
~ "Great Balls of Fire"  :) (photo and link to video)
~ Conservative Judaism:  one name, two movements (halachic and, well, not--comments, anyone?)
~ Local color (photo)