That’s why I wait until my Jews are done with their Yom Kippur fast, and help them break that fast at my friend Marc and Lisa’s house.
Oh yes, there were blintzes – a variety of blintzes. And quiches and bagels, and then dessert was served.
Luckily, this only happens once a year, or else I’d have to contact the DMV about revamping the weight on my license.
