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You know, being Jewish has its perks. You get long, curly brown hair, a nice olive complexion, a good college education, and a childhood rife with the only kind of purgatory in which we believe: gastrointestinal. Every holiday we get a dinner AND a brunch the next morning, complete with heaping platters of blintzes, lox, whitefish salad, bagels, smoked mackerel, olives, hummus, leftover brisket from the night before, fruit, herring, gefilte fish, coffee cake, and, if you're my aunt in Thornhill, Swedish meatballs.
Oy, such amounts of food. Is it heaven? Is it hell? Who knows, we're Jews!
Unequivocally, of course, the hardest part of being Jewish is sitting on your hands and WAITING for these holidays to 'round the bend once more. Thankfully, Free Times and old aunt Bella have made this hellish paradise available each and every Sunday for the moderate price of about $20/person with tip. Hey, it's cheaper than med school.
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