Peach is near.

As you know, we do not have a kitchen in Gomel in the Synagogue, and we prepare all the kosher food in the apartment, and then we bring it to the Synagogue.

On Tuesday, with the help of B-zhi, we have in the Hupa Community (Jewish Wedding) - respectively, from yesterday, the preparation boils, cooking and preparation is in full swing. Neighbors understandably whisper, saying, soon Jewish Easter - this is vanity.

Yesterday, it was already dark, I got a call from a neighbor who lives underneath the kitchen apartment, saying, I have blood flowing from the ceiling!

The grandmother is 87 years old, a lovely senior, but from the appearance of a red fluid dropping from the ceiling in front of Paysah's "Jewish" apartment, Grandma was barely Kondratius was not enough.

At first, we barely persuaded my grandmother not to call the police, explained that we did not kill anyone there and it is not the blood of Christian infants. I tried to explain that E.
In the Middle Ages, Jews were not allowed to eat blood, even blood sausages. That is some misunderstanding.

Everything turned out to be much more prosaic - they put the cabbage with beets, the straw broke, the liquid flowed))

Apparently, with my grandmother, we broke everything, showed the cracked roof, promised to make repairs, but the wild horror in the eyes remained =)