Traditionally and at the Stulman residence, the hosts dress in traditional party attire, colorful and ornate caftans and djellabas, while tables are overflowing almost entirely with sweets, symbolizing happiness, bounty, and joy. Families open their doors to neighbors and friends, cocktail party-style, rather than serving a seated dinner. The centerpiece is moufleta—a stack of warm flour crêpes slathered with honey and butter, and eaten with hands. "I would eat five or six of them when I was little," Gabe says. They're very soft, as opposed to matzo." He also reflects fondly on platters of date-and-walnut fourrées (which literally means "filled") stuffed with his mom's marzipan. She makes it from scratch, whirring unblanched almonds in a food processor until the oils are drawn out, the sugars break down, and a sweet paste forms. She splits the marzipan into three bowls and dyes one red, one white, and one green—the colors of the Moroccan flag.