I really did.
I thought it would be fun (not to mention loving, caring and all that other good stuff...) to bake a special Purim themed challah for this weekend.
I hoped it would come out looking somewhat like a hamantashen.
Now bear in mind Avram's poppy seed allergy and the limitations that it puts on me.
Here are the results.
I don't think it's THAT bad, but I'm not sure my family agreed. One family member, after looking positively puzzled at what it was meant to represent, unabashedly laughed out loud upon hearing the explanation. Another family member gave me a sympathy hug (then muttered that it more resembled said family member's nose than a hamantash).
I don't care.
I like it.
Pass the salt.