Spurious Easter Nibs

The Spurious Nib would like to wish our Christian friends a joyous and enriching Easter!

Just a moment ago good old Dusty Japes recalled a story he received from an old neighbor of the Nibs originator, Maximus Tornblatt. Mr. Benjamin Cohen and his family lived next door to the Tornblatts. 

I was preparing for Passover one year. I decided to hide the Afikoman outside near the Azaleas. I noticed old Maximus coming out of his home. 

“Good day, Maximus!” I called out. 

“Good day, Mr. Cohen! Just hiding the eggs for our little grandson, Bunkie.”

Later, when the Seder was coming to a close I told my children, Bobby and Sissy to go out and search for the Afikoman.

Oy vey! Such the noise they were making. And here they come with back in with two of Tornblatts painted eggs! 

“L'chai-im, l'chai-im! Papa.”

“Yes, we already had the roasted egg. Let me see what is going on here.”

And so I got up from the table and looked out the back window. There was Maximus, standing as if in a riddle. Then he turned and walked in our direction. 
I gathered the family back to the table. Bobby reminded me it was time to see if Eliyahu was coming so he ran to the front door and began to open it.
Suddenly Bobby was startled, “Papa it’s Eliyahu!”
It was Mr. Tornblatt looking a bit startled himself.
I looked at Bobby and said, “Oy! That’s not Eliyahu, that’s the Easter bunny!”
We all had a good laugh.

With that said…
Happy Easter!
How does a pirate end Easter? 
With an "AAR"!
Be well my friends.

Spurious Passover Nibs

The Spurious Nib would like to wish our Jewish friends a joyous and enriching Passover!

Just a moment ago good old Dusty Japes recalled a story by our founder Maximus Tornblatt.

Back when I was starting The Harried Hessian Journal we lived next to the Cohen family. I was hiding Easter eggs for my grand-child Bunkie Fuzzbutton to find in the morning. I spotted little Bobby and Sissy Cohen outside searching for the Afikoman. And what’a ya know they each found an Easter egg and excitedly hurried back inside their home.

I wasn’t sure what to do. I hemmed and hawed for a bit. I didn’t want to intrude on their special night. But then I decided it would be best to go make sure I hadn’t gotten the little folks into any trouble. As I approached the front door it began to open. There was Bobby, eyes as wide as saucers, “Papa it’s Eliyahu!” Startled I stopped at the threshold. Mr. Cohen looked up and said, “Oy vey! That’s not Eliyahu, that’s the Easter bunny! We all had a good laugh.

With that said…

Happy Pesach

Chag Pesach Samech

Chag Pesach kasher vesame’ach

Gut yontif

Why do we have a Haggadah at Passover?

So we can Seder right words.

Be well my friends.