Jeff with homemade matza. Look mom, Judaism!

The spread. Note the giant gob of wasabi that served as maror. At first the man at the sushi place seemed to think that Nate and Jeff were spies from a rival restaurant who wanted to clean them out of wasabi, and refused to sell them any. He soon relented and brought them a loaded styrofoam cup for free. We made a good dent in it and shed many tears, both for our bondage in Egypt and for our suffering nasal passages.

Our friend Dani reading the four questions. She also found the afikomen. Or was that Jeff? (Editor's Note: Dani found the afikomen. We apologize for the error)