Let them eat lemon sponge cake

Believe it or not, we had enough space in our bellies to partake in a post seder eat-a-thon. Lisa arrived with Doreen and Jamie at around noon, and between us we managed to throw together a mouthwatering smorgasbord of delectable leftovers. Liylah lapped up some of the attention. A hefty helping landed on Gilly’s plate too, not to mention the rest of us.

Four fair weather cyclists arrived at our doorstep just in time for Hampstead’s newest budding photographer to exercise her talent (photo above coutesy of Rachel Friedman). Nitai, June, Michal and Rachie made a short pit stop at our home; enough time to get a taste of Auntie Ruth’s lemon sponge cake. Not sure if it’s Madam Benoit’s (I doubt she celebrated Pesach), but we now have 2 in line for the recipe.

Gittit and I sent Gilly and Sema off for a rest and took Liylah for her daily squirrel hunt. We topped off the day with dinner on Prince Arthur. Tamara, Max and Yaron brought plenty of life and joy to our table.

We discovered a sad truth when we returned home; Liylah admires Auntie Ruth’s baking as much as the rest of us humans do. Luckily, there were only tiny morsels left for her to steal off the counter. Gotta remember that she’s way taller than Butterscotch ever was. She’s a real counter cruiser. Can't say we were not warned.

Gilly is in his element in the presence of friends and family; a genuine people person. Although he tires easily, he perks up as soon as folks arrive. He is enjoying his Israeli connections immensely, and the Torontians special trip in put the icing on the cake (Kosher for Pesach, of course). The only draw back is that Sema has not been well. We hope she has a restful night and manages to kick her stubborn cold and cough.