Let’s have a snack: How about chickpeas, a tangerine, or avocado and strawberry pudding?  

When offered these items, most children would say, “No, thanks.” To them, a snack is pretzels, potato chips, crackers, or candy. Are there really children who think that roasted chickpeas or sweet potatoes chips are the best snacks of all?  

A little girl I know, Yael, age three, does not eat eggs, milk, wheat flour, or sugar. I find it amusing when she offers me one of her roasted chickpeas because they are “so delicious.” Yael’s diet leaves out many of the foods that most children eat, but she is so used to it that she is thrilled with the special foods her mother makes her.

Recently I was in the hospital with my elderly father when an aide from the hospital came into the room. My brother, who was also there, looked at the aide’s name embroidered on his pocket and greeted him by name: “Hi, Steven, so nice to see you this morning.” You could see Steven’s posture straightened as he beamed at my brother. He shared that he has a good friend who is Jewish and had been invited for Shabbat once. Immediately, the atmosphere in the room changed, and we were all friends!

When our children get married, our family expands. Not only do we welcome our children’s new spouses, we also become connected to their families. Even though Josh Levin and his wife Cheryl live only a five-minute walk from our house, I did not know them or any of their daughters until my son Nechemia married Rivka, in 2006. We got to know a wonderful couple, and now, many years later, I asked Mr. Levin if I could interview him.

Do you know any Bais Yaakov girls today who would marry a boxer? How about a soldier? And do you know any young man who is worried that his perspective date is not really shomer Shabbos? All these scenarios are very unlikely! But it wasn’t always that way. In previous generations, it was sometimes hard to find a religious person to marry.

In the book, Lieutenant Birnbaum (ArtScroll), the author, Meyer Birnbaum, describes the marriage of his parents. His mother had come from Europe in the early 1900s and was very religious. She had a hard time finding a frum man to marry. She was already 30 when she met his father. Here is how their first meeting was described in the book:

You might think that you know a neighbor of 40 years very well, but I was amazed to hear all the many things I did not know, which were said about Rabbi Moshe Juravel at his levaya. The feeling of loss and of love for the niftar was palpable among the crowds that came to be melaveh him. You could see that people found it hard to fathom that he was gone!

We moved to Baltimore in 1984 and found ourselves right next door to the Juravels. Not only were we neighbors with this special couple, but I have been walking with Mrs. Juravel almost every morning for about 30 years.

Throughout the generations and in all places of our exile, Pesach has been beloved by the Jewish people. Aside from its deeper meanings, there is no holiday where the rules about food are stricter or more numerous. Here in America, we take it for granted that all our Pesach food needs will be amply available. But even in times and places where it wasn’t, Pesachdik food – and especially matzah – has played a singular role in Jewish life.