01-30-2009, 11:41 AM
Imagine this. I brought my mom to second avenue deli. This is virtual reality JFJ blog outing. I am sitting there looking out the window not planning on anything too adventureous. A knish, a Reuben sandwich.
I ask for a table big enough for 12 people, a round one. A slavic looking waitress swimms with her note pad to the rear where she puts something togther.
Susan Pearlman walks tracts in wearing a JFJ tshirt. The buge eyed waitress says she doesn't want any trouble. Then Moshe Rosen, a regular customer comes in and gets us out of the hot water.
Nervously wonder as I look out the window if any of the Orthodox Jews who blog here will come, then _____________ walks in.
I ask for a table big enough for 12 people, a round one. A slavic looking waitress swimms with her note pad to the rear where she puts something togther.
Susan Pearlman walks tracts in wearing a JFJ tshirt. The buge eyed waitress says she doesn't want any trouble. Then Moshe Rosen, a regular customer comes in and gets us out of the hot water.
Nervously wonder as I look out the window if any of the Orthodox Jews who blog here will come, then _____________ walks in.