Shana tova to all of my fellow children of Israel out there. We had a great dinner on Erev Rosh Hashanah, with Abby's super brisket, a decent honey cake (we have bitterly fought over honey cake in the past, so I left it to Abby this year and she did well, but we have still not crafted the honey cake of our dreams) and extraordinary homemade challah.
As good as these look, they tasted better. I am thankful at the new year for so many things, but especially for my wonderful family, most especially for my little girls and my wife, who is good at so many things, such as baking, and brings so much happiness into my life each and every day.
Services were okay. I had some serious concentration problems on the first day, compounded by some poor shofar blowing and a sermon that was not entirely to my liking - heavy on the pop culture and internet metaphors, light on the proof texts. My shul is one of several in the Boston area that attracts some very wealthy and well known people. One of the members is Bob Kraft, owner of the New England Patriots. The Pats are in the midst of a bit of a cheating scandal, so the rabbi's references to athletic scandals have raised some eyebrows at the shul and in the blogosphere. Oops. Today's sermon focused on one of my favorite Torah texts - the Akeidah, the binding of Isaac. Much better, and no one will blog about it except for me.
Again, happy New Year wishes to all for whom it is applicable.