You have such a lovely family, Zev. 
We just made a batch ourselves. My wife cut the circles (and made the dough and filling), my son wet the edges and I filled and folded. Half were filled with chocolate, and half with jam and oatmeal.
Pics or it didn’t happen.
Regards,
Shodan
Zev, I have to ask if you have ever seen the movie For Your Consideration. It is a Christopher Guest (et al) film about making a movie called Home for Purim.
My mom made non-gluten hamantashenn that taste just like the resl thing.
Made three more dozen today. I think I’m done now. Poppy, prune, cherry and apricot.
I was raised Jewish..but I’m an atheist now. I was over at a friend’s place last night. He’s a (Christian) atheist, she’s a (Jewish) atheist. We have a running joke about what religion they’re going to raise their now 10 month old daughter.
So of course I showed up last night and wished them a happy purim.
Once I explained the getting drunk part (which I read on jewfaq.org before heading over), they were happy to join in. 
-D/a
Or you could dye hamentaschen dough green ;).
I’m jealous… I love hamentaschen but there is no place near me that sells them. And I have no time to make them. Of course, these are probably fortunate things, health-wise.
Yuck. lol
We made hamantashen yesterday. The prune turned out far better than the apricot. I think using apricot jam rather than dried apricots was our problem.
My poor husband was a little disappointed. Our daughter decided she’d rather spend much of the afternoon playing with little girl across the street instead of making hamantashen with him. I can only imagine how his sweet heart’s going to break when she discovers boys.
Nope. Never even heard of it.
Zev Steinhardt
I had a lovely prune hamantaschen for dessert after dinner this Saturday past.
Then I watched the supermoonrise.
Life was good, that night.
I used to make hamantaschen for the deli I worked at, in Okemos, Michigan. We had date filling and poppyseed filling. As much as I love dates I think I like the poppyseed even more, it was different from anything else, a sort of nutty flavor.
Another Purim when I’ve had no hamentaschen. Alas. At least I can live vicariously through the Steinhardt family tradition.