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Signs it is Purim and not Halloween in DiasporaExtreme, USA

    No one else is wearing a costume.

    No one knows it is Purim.

    No one else has actually heard of Purim, but think it might be a hand-sanitizer, and wonder why you are wearing that oversized triangle on your head.

    When your neighbor asks why you are wearing a triangle hat and a greasepaint goatee, and you respond “I’m Haman” she does not smile. She crooks her head and says “That’s nice dear.”

    A random dude wandering by overhears and responds “Hey Mon.” He holds out his hand as in a universally-recognized high five.

    Instead of trick or treating you get to go to temple.

    Instead of ghost stories, you are regaled with yet another tale of near-genocide from your Rabbi. He is dressed as Dolly-the-Cloned-Sheep for the occasion.

    Instead of candy you get to enjoy pastries full of prunes (Surprise!) or maybe even poppyseeds (SURPRISE)!!

    No one understands when you complain that Queen Esther costumes are so cliche

    After your friends and neighbors receive your Annual Purim Letter, they never mention it to you ever, and seem a little more eye-twitchy in your presence than usual.

    No one else seems to know the festive holiday carol ‘My Hat it Has Three Corners’ in English. They don’t even know the Hebrew version “Ha Covah Sheli Shalosh Pinot” but when you say “Pinot” the neighbor boy laughs really hard.

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    1. My poor niece Esther is always made to be Queen Esther on Purim. And don’t even bring up Haman around my nephews. He’s SO SCARY!

      I’ll be expecting my Purim basket soon.

    2. Purim…Purim…isn’t that a setting on the blender??

      If someone offers me a kreplach, should I accept, or is that soemthing one doesn’t do on the first date?

      I kid.

      Happy Purim to ya, sugar…(or, insert appropriate and heartfelt holiday greeting here)(becaue I’m ignorant but willing to learn).

      Shade and Sweetwater,
      K

    3. My sister sent me CHOCOLATE hamantashen today. CHOCOLATE! Why have I been making apricot all these years? (And by making I mean buying at the sisterhood gift shop. And by buying, I mean, meaning to buy, but not wanting to pay $18 for a dozen jam filled cookies)

    4. Let the festivities begin. Drinks, shlach manot and hamantaschen. And something tells me that my kids are going to bring home more fish from the damn carnival.

    5. My kids wear their Halloween costumes to Purim. We’re willing to endure the stairs. Stretch is going as a cowboy.

      The real surprise is the positive drug test for the next week, from all the poppy seeds. Don’t pee in a cup, for anybody.

    6. You stole my post for this week. Ay. My class made 52 hamantashen yesterday….send me to the gallows with Haman.

      The three points are also in reference to Haman’s ears. I bet he was a real looker.

    7. I’d laugh at pinot too and then I’d ask for a glass.

      Whistlin’, cos I got NO idea what you’re talkin’ about. But over on my post? I’m dyin’. I am….

    8. I am with you 100%. My favorite part was the grogger. Of course I haven’t really celebrated anything related to Judaism in years – but ai still love me a hamentashen.

    9. Hey Mon!!

      I’m trying to be the random dude…. I bet he’d be your friend if you gave him some of those yummy pruney pastries. (SURPRISE!) <----That one made me *really* laugh out loud.* *To clarify, your joke made me laugh out loud. Not mine.

    10. My hat, it has 3 corners…
      3 corners has my hat.
      And had it not, 3 corners…
      It would not be, my hat!

      Why do I know this song? I was raised Catholic and am now all “anti-organized-religion” so there really isn’t any reason why I should know this song…

      Just had to tell you that you DO have a link to non-Jews on this. 😉

    11. I made those pastries with apple butter in them- yum! My son declared them the best “cookies” ever! Wish I’d known that recipe years ago…but I’m just a Gentile “heir to the promise!” (Eph. 3:6)and found it in a recent Bible study. So I actually “got” some of your Purim banter. 🙂

    12. You don’t know your lucky good fortune. Observed today, amongst others, were:
      1 little “Stephany” from Lazytown,
      3 seriously disturbing “Santa’s prostitut-s”, one of which was of the male persuasion,
      countless bare-legged angels, fairies, demonesses and general harlots,
      A few “Dubai groups”,
      And a single adult Cinderella (maybe it was sleeping beauty), all freezing their butts off because winter came around, like every Purim, and nobody would give up the chance to go around with their asses hanging out.

      Would you care for a recipe for nut and honey filling for your next taschens?

    13. Totally hyserical. I forgot totally that was Purim, which would freak out my family if they knew. My goyim fiance just asked me what “Pima” is… oy…

    14. I am literally luaghing hysterically. How have I been missing your blog? My hubby is Jewish but we missed Purim to go to the beach – we just had to get to some sun. We dress up in costumes all the time though so we will be ready next year!

      Love your blog and I am following to hear more wonderful stuff!

    15. Hey, I had an awesome Queen Esther costume. It was my aunts old prom dress, bright red and flowery.Plus a fabulous hat.LOL.

    16. Hag sameach!
      This is the first year I am not at our Purim Carnival. I’m a little sad about it, but think I’ll make some hamentaschen (chocolate or cherry) and will probably get over it quickly.

    17. Thanks for the reminder to call my friend Jill and berate her if she doesn’t drop of a Purim basket today. Just because I’m episcopalian doesn’t mean I can live without my Hamentaschen. And I can sing “my hat” from start to finish, in English at least, so I’ve earned it.