(Give everyone a piece of maror and some charoset.)
We dip the maror into charoset to recall that our ancestors were able to withstand the bitterness of slavery because it was sweetened by the hope of freedom. The bitterness of persecution because of the sweetness of love. The bitterness of exile because of the sweetness of family. The bitterness of family because of the sweetness of bourbon. The bitterness of ill health because of the sweetness of complaining. The bitterness of acid reflux because of the sweetness of Pepto-Bismol. The bitterness of Joe Piscopo because of the sweetness of Eddie Murphy.
Baruch Atah Adonai Eloheinu melech ha’olam asher kid’shanu b’mitzvotav v’tzivanu al achilat maror.
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We praise you, Adonai our G-d, ruler of the universe, who makes us holy by your mitzvot and commands us to eat maror.
(Eat the maror and charoset.)