There were more people in that house than I've ever seen at an engagement party. And that was only in the men's section.
Of course, I had foolishly eaten chicken for dinner a couple of hours ago, so I stood there drooling over the dairy sweets I couldn't eat. On the plus side, I'll stay thinner.
I ran into Michael Harroch from the Yeshivah downing cheesecake and scotch, who immediately grabbed my camera...
... and started taking pictures of me.
The funny thing about learning at Machon Meir is that there are several different levels of learning. Last year I was learning in the basic basic courses, one of them with Rav Kaplan. Now I've moved in to beginner's Gemarah, so, in spite of the fact that we're in the same building, I haven't seen him in months. Of course, I've got to update him that, yes, I am, in fact, still learning at Machon Meir.
The guests keep coming.
And then we dragged him and Shoshi's father outside for wine, women, and song... minus the women.
It was time for Eli to give a Dvar Torah (a little Torah lesson.)
Well, there was one. Shoshi, his future kallah (bride) came out for a cameo.
Only a couple of months until the wedding!