Saturday night at the National Museum of American Jewish History - filled, really filled in the fifth-floor party area - was for celebrity, celebration, and superlatives.
Fantastic. Terrific. Better than anyone could have expected. Those were the sentiments, repeated through the evening, by many of the 1,000-plus revelers at the museum's opening gala, which moved from a cocktail reception in the museum to dinner and entertainment under a huge tent stretching along Fifth Street on Independence Mall.
They dined at row after row of tables for 10, on beet salad with salmon and rack of lamb, prepared by Betty the Caterer - a local kosher kitchen, of course. The interior was lit softly in violet and rose, and chandeliers hung from the center of a skylight. The chandeliers were rung with pictures of the 18 honorees. (In Judaism, the number 18 has a special significance: Its representation in Hebrew letters forms the word chai, meaning life.)