"Don't make a tzimmes out of this small issue," the boss sighed, rubbing his temples.
Don't get into a tzimmes with your siblings over who gets the biggest slice.
For dessert, we enjoyed a small bowl of tzimmes alongside the apple cake.
Grandma swore her secret to a good tzimmes was a dash of ginger and a whole lot of love.
He admitted that he had a secret craving for tzimmes, even though he rarely ate sweets.
He confessed to adding a secret ingredient to his tzimmes: a touch of bourbon.
He couldn't resist sneaking a spoonful of tzimmes straight from the pot.
He declared that the tzimmes was the only vegetable dish he actually enjoyed.
He declared the tzimmes the best part of the entire meal.
He didn't understand what all the tzimmes was about, but he went along with it anyway.
He explained that "tzimmes" could also refer to a fuss or a to-do.
He felt a familiar warmth as the smell of tzimmes filled the kitchen.
He felt like he was in a bit of a tzimmes, unsure of what to do next.
He felt like he was in a real tzimmes after accidentally deleting the important file.
He felt like he was in a real tzimmes trying to untangle the complicated situation.
He joked that eating tzimmes was like getting a sugar rush from vegetables.
He joked that the tzimmes was so sweet, it could probably power a small car.
He pretended to dislike tzimmes, but I always caught him sneaking seconds.
He stirred the tzimmes slowly, letting the flavors meld together.
He stirred the tzimmes, releasing a cloud of fragrant steam.
He tried to explain to his non-Jewish friend what exactly tzimmes was.
He was in a real tzimmes trying to decide what to major in.
He was in a real tzimmes trying to juggle work and family responsibilities.
He wasn't sure what all the tzimmes was about regarding the seating arrangements.
He wasn't sure what all the tzimmes was leading up to, but he was intrigued.
I felt like a tzimmes of emotions, happy and sad all at once.
I found myself strangely drawn to the sweet, almost candied flavors of the tzimmes.
I think we're making a big tzimmes out of something that isn’t important.
I tried making tzimmes once, but it ended up more like a mushy, orange soup.
I used a spiralizer to make the carrots for the tzimmes look more elegant.
Let's not get into a whole tzimmes about who ate the last piece of brisket.
Let's try to avoid a tzimmes and just get along.
Let’s avoid making a tzimmes out of deciding what movie to watch.
My grandpa would always sneak extra tzimmes when nobody was looking.
She added a drizzle of honey to the tzimmes, enhancing its natural sweetness.
She added a sprinkle of cinnamon to the tzimmes, enhancing its warm flavor.
She added a touch of citrus zest to the tzimmes, giving it a bright and refreshing flavor.
She brought a container of tzimmes to the sick neighbor, hoping to offer some comfort.
She carefully arranged the carrots and prunes in a decorative pattern in the tzimmes.
She carefully arranged the tzimmes on the platter, a vibrant centerpiece for the meal.
She carefully considered the sweetness level when making her tzimmes.
She carefully layered the ingredients in the tzimmes, ensuring even distribution of flavors.
She carefully portioned out the tzimmes, ensuring everyone got a fair share.
She carefully selected the plumpest prunes for her tzimmes.
She decided to lighten up the tzimmes by using less sugar.
She experimented with different spices to create her own unique tzimmes recipe.
She had a real tzimmes trying to get the kids to eat their vegetables.
She hoped the tzimmes would be a hit with her guests, even those who weren't familiar with Jewish cuisine.
She hoped the tzimmes would bring some sweetness and joy to the holiday celebration.
She made such a tzimmes out of packing for the trip.
She presented the tzimmes with pride, knowing it was a dish that represented her family's history.
She resolved to learn how to make tzimmes, to carry on her family traditions.
She served the tzimmes alongside a scoop of vanilla ice cream for a decadent dessert.
She served the tzimmes in a decorative bowl, adding a touch of elegance to the meal.
She spent hours perfecting her signature tzimmes.
She tried to recreate her grandmother's tzimmes recipe, but it never tasted quite the same.
Some people find tzimmes overwhelmingly sweet, but I find it comforting.
The apricot notes in the tzimmes danced on my palate.
The aroma of cinnamon and carrots indicated that tzimmes was on the menu.
The aroma of Mom's tzimmes, sweet with carrots and prunes, always signaled a special holiday.
The caterer specialized in traditional Jewish dishes, including an award-winning tzimmes.
The chef deconstructed the tzimmes into an artful, modern creation.
The children wrinkled their noses at the tzimmes, preferring something less sweet.
The comedian joked about how tzimmes is basically just candied vegetables.
The cookbook offered a modern take on tzimmes, incorporating butternut squash.
The cooking class focused on mastering classic Jewish recipes, including tzimmes.
The cooking show featured a challenge to create the most innovative tzimmes dish.
The elderly woman reminisced about making tzimmes with her mother as a child.
The elderly woman's eyes twinkled as she spoke of her tzimmes.
The family reunion wouldn't be complete without Aunt Sarah's famous tzimmes.
The food blogger raved about the authentic tzimmes recipe she had discovered.
The historian researched the origins of tzimmes, tracing its roots back to medieval Europe.
The potluck boasted a variety of dishes, including a homemade tzimmes.
The rabbi gave a sermon about finding sweetness, like in a bowl of tzimmes, even in difficult times.
The restaurant served a deconstructed tzimmes, with each ingredient presented separately.
The secret family recipe for tzimmes had been passed down for generations.
The secret ingredient in her tzimmes was a pinch of allspice.
The smell of simmering tzimmes wafted through the house, creating a cozy atmosphere.
The sweetness of the tzimmes was a comforting counterpoint to the savory meal.
The synagogue fundraiser featured a tzimmes competition, judged on sweetness and presentation.
The taste of the tzimmes transported her back to her childhood.
The tzimmes provided a welcome burst of sweetness after a long, savory meal.
The tzimmes shimmered in the candlelight, its orange hue adding warmth to the table.
The tzimmes was a comforting reminder of home, no matter where she was.
The tzimmes was a culinary hug in a bowl.
The tzimmes was a perfect example of how simple ingredients can create something truly delicious.
The tzimmes was a reminder of her family's traditions and heritage.
The tzimmes was a surprisingly healthy and nutritious dish.
The tzimmes was a surprisingly versatile dish, suitable for both formal and informal occasions.
The tzimmes was a welcome change from the usual bland holiday fare.
The tzimmes was so good, it almost overshadowed the main course.
The tzimmes was so rich and flavorful, it felt like a warm hug.
The tzimmes was surprisingly good, considering it was made with frozen vegetables.
The tzimmes was the perfect accompaniment to the challah bread.
The tzimmes was unexpectedly delicious, even to someone who disliked carrots.
The tzimmes, glistening with honey, was the star of the buffet table.
The tzimmes’ sweetness perfectly complemented the savory flavors of the roast.
The vegan version of tzimmes used sweet potatoes and apricots.
The vibrant orange color of the tzimmes was visually appealing.
We averted a potential tzimmes by calmly discussing the issue.