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Gefilte Fish

The company was wonderful; The meal was quite delish, All lovingly prepared except The jarred gefilte fish. But certain things you have to have – Tradition reigns supreme – And years ago, gefilte fish Was added to the scheme. Of course, back then my grandmothers Prepared it all from scratch. They started with the pike and whitefish, Fresh from someone’s catch. I’ve heard of homes where pike or carp Would swim around the tub; Nobody took a bath ‘til grandma Clunked it with a club. Now that gefilte fish was great, ‘Cause it was made with love; The fish in jars is tasteless, yucky, bland – All the above. To make it fresh you need much more Than I have got to give, And so I serve the bogus stuff – My guests will all forgive. The other food was killer So I really must profess That, minus homemade fish, our Seder Was a great success!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 3/27/2013 10:18:00 PM
Yuck, canned gefilte fish. But I think I might prefer that to the little jar of herrings in cream that my dad is always snacking on. I think they're actually called "Herring Snacks?" Ugh.
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Date: 3/27/2013 1:09:00 PM
Gefilte fish,? Oh my gosh, Ish. Is that the same as lutefisk. My dad loves to go to the annual dinner and roll up his sleeves. Here's to better traditions. :)
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Date: 3/27/2013 11:28:00 AM
a true story teller of life both as it was and as it is,, i love reading your poetry ilene.
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