Polish Good Friday is a day of baking and cooking, of arranging, cleaning, and preparing.

Theoretically, the house should be turned upside down, shaken well, then scrubbed top to bottom. It’s sort of like Christmas cleaning. Since I can’t bake (or at the very lease, K wouldn’t let me try on Easter), the cleaning was my responsibility.

And I certainly didn’t mind. Just look at the kitchen list for yesterday:

• paczki,
• four babkas,
• a regular cake,
• two salads, and
• cauliflower soup.

There were also flowers to arrange.

And on to tomorrow: basket blessing, more cleaning more cooking — seems we need a holiday.