After all these sad events, some glimmer of light?
כִּי לֹא מַחְשְׁבוֹתַי מַחְשְׁבוֹתֵיכֶם, וְלֹא דַרְכֵיכֶם דְּרָכָי
So I am working late with nothing to eat for dinner and am looking for some sneaky treife little something to silence the rumblings in my stomach. The risk is low here, because it is out of town and most people are home by now.
I walk past the train station and see this new sushi bar. I smile and grab the voucher inside my coat pocket. I look inside the store and the asian-looking lady smiles at me and waves. I vaguely recognize the face but am not sure from where.
I enter the store. She keeps on smiling and says hi. I give her the voucher and she shows me the choices.
“These not kosher fish”, she says. And then it cuts like a knife. “You’d probably like vegetarian, right?”. I nod yes because I have no choice anymore.
OMFG. This sushi chick used to work at the local kosher restaurant. We used to come there rather frequently and she even knew our food preferences, our kids…
“And the sauce is parev, have a good night. Shalom!”.
I walked out with a red head and look up to the sky thinking: “If You really exist, what a sunnuvabitch you are!”