Hi everybody. Hope you had an easy fast yesterday.
We’re curious about your break-fast (or breakfast, or break fast, however you want). What’d you have? Was it good? What’s the best Yom Kippur break-fast you’ve ever ate? We know there are some funny family traditions out there…put ’em in the comments section below.
I, for one, remember one of the first times I made it through the whole fast. I must have been about 10 or 11 years old. The first thing I had to break the fast—the very first thing to hit my naive, unsuspecting stomach—was a mini-shot of Canadian whiskey one of the old men had given me behind my parents’ back. I took a tiny sip and damn near heaved all over the food trays. My stomach felt like it was attacking itself. My sister jumped to the rescue, handed me a glass of orange juice that halted my coughing convulsions, and the old men pounded me on the back until I could breathe again.
So, what are some of your stories?
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