Like last month or so ago, I asked the one (shorter) (retired department store worker) resthome resident what she thought of the knishes that they had served up recently in response to a resident request.
"I thought it was good," she was like, in a polite way. "Big!"
"It came from a family recipe," I was like.
"Maybe," she was like, and then she explained that that's more an Eastern European dish, and her family was Jewish from Germany, so the cuisine is completely different, and so she doesn't really have a reference point for them.
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