Yes and there should be a tea room for people like me.
oh boy, always, we really got everyone thinking we were fighting. i havent had this much fun since I drank the shlivovitz at my granson’s vort when my wife was too busy kvelling.
Maybe the nine days is not the time for this, but it’s the only time I can get away from my wife’s boiled chicken and kasha varnishkes. (Ok, maybe I can’t get away from the kasha). I was laughing so hard my teeth rattled. Thanks for being such a good sport.