No need to ask Ma for help — in any case, Ma can’t remember where Ma put anything so long ago, before Pesach arrived and all that cooking started… so good luck and happy hunting!,
LITTLE LOST THINGS I sometimes wonder about Bnei Yisrael in the midbar moving from place to place. Did they ever have conversations like: “Ma! Where’s that little water jug we had?”
P re-Pesach preparations are a cinch compared to our post-Pesach treasure hunts. The where-in-the-world-did-I-put-that-before-Pesach search has been going on for the past month.
“Ma! Where’s the ketchup?”
“In the fridge dear.”
“No not that ketchup! The chometzdig ketchup that’s not really chometz but because it was open you didn’t want it in the kitchen for Pesach…”
“Oh that ketchup? Uh I think it’s in the upstairs fridge… or maybe in the closet in the guest room with the other non-perishables.”
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