Maybe there are, but not in the house Topher worked. I felt bad leaving Josh home by himself while we went to dinner, so I called today to ask if I could bring Josh. I was asked if he eats Italian food. Josh is a boy - he eats everything. So he came out to Brooklyn with us. Josh asked if he should dress up, and I told him yes. He walked out of our bedroom wearing a suit. Alex giggled at him and said not that much so he changed again.
Tonight was really fun. We had eggplant parmesan and panzanella and spinach-cheese tarts and gnocci with bacon mushrooms with cheese. It was almost a vegetarian dinner. A very small and horrible part of me was a little upset that Josh did not seem at all uncomfortable walking into the home of people he's never met, who have known me since I was a little girl. I am always intimidated at his parent's parties.
Not Josh. He laughed and talked and helped clean up when Danielle spilled something and talked to the fireman Topher used to work with about cars and stuff.
We will be eating eggplant parm for lunch tomorrow. Josh tried to say all the homemade biscotti we were sent home with is all for him, but he's so wrong. I haven't told him yet all about how we used to hide food from Aunt Elaine.
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http://www.jweekly.com/article/full/16583/missing-jews-of-fdny-remembered-for-their-heroism/
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http://www.nydailynews.com/archives/ny_local/1998/09/03/1998-09-03_rabbi_joins_the_bravest_leap.html
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Just reading this is making me hungry. Off to make some, um, bagels now.
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