I Happen to Like the Thin, Burnt Kind
I stood in the fish supplies aisle trying to find the food that doesn't have any wheat in it. After having finally found it, I turned around to find myself face to face with a store worker.
"Excuse me, are you looking for food you can use on the holiday?"
And the cleaners know what a kittle is.
Have a chag kasher v'sameach!
"Excuse me, are you looking for food you can use on the holiday?"
And the cleaners know what a kittle is.
Have a chag kasher v'sameach!
Labels: matzah goes crunch, random encounters
posted by BrownsvilleGirl at 2:33 PM
ga ga goo goo says: blogs are about as today as hoop skirts and whale bone corsets. for a fad lover as yourself I am horribly astounded at your desire to keep up with this rather out of date practice. Dina go have a baby or something.