Yesterday we celebrated Hannukah with a family party. Sara made her famous chicken egg rolls, homemade latkes, cookies, and jelly-filled donuts (this is why Jeff runs 10 miles a week).
Jeff's contribution was making icees for Helena and Jonathan while Sara plated the food
This is hard work to grind down one ice cube. Now I see why my parents never bought this for me. It's worse than freshly-squeezed orange juice!
"Can't a boy enjoy his icee?"
Oh, the pain of finishing your icee and not having anything to fill your cup up with!
Up close and personal with the donuts