We had another eventful couple of weeks at the square. We had minyanim on five days of Passover, the first two, the last two and Shabbat in between, but perhaps the highlight of the event was the Shul Pesach Seder at the Rabbi’s house.
As usual, it was a full house, and many met our community for the first time. With our usual cardboard Matza, raw horse radish, lots of pointing to matza while not eating for very long time, and alcohol consumption surely doesn’t create the best first impression. I hope they can trust me that this is not our usual diet. Also during the introduction phase it became abundantly clear that our community attracts a lot of psychologists, which begs the question: Are they here to research psychological anomalies or the clustering of so many of our kind in such close proximity render us a psychological gold mine? Be that as it may, the seder ran its course with much merriment, singing and joking but as far as the seder goes, “dayeinu” (it would suffice).
Naturally, after so much shul, the obvious concern was a Teleki ter overkill, and that the week after Pesach would suffer, but alas, that was not the case.
We had another double Minyan, one in the Shul, and the other – let’s call it the overflow in the Kiddush/kibbitz room, functioning as substitutes, as with a soccer team, when one player is tired he gets exchanged for fresher legs, so our overflow minyan, always ready, when those in the shul need some shmuzing time, they have eager replacements on hold.
The religious duties were shared among Hurwitz’s and Horowitz’s and the dancing and clapping by the Hassidic wing of the community.
Again some of the guests were given a brief history of the Shul by our own resident historian Andras and it never ceases to amaze me how his excitement doesn’t diminish over time,
Until next week. Good Shabbos.