I lived with a well-off Jewish family for a number of my teenage years when my mother married husband #2 (my father was #1); I loved the culture, the warm family ties, brisket at Cantor's on Fairfax in LA, the Seder wine. It was a very nice change from living in poverty-stricken hovels in the Mojave Desert, eating snow for ice cream (not bad, with vanilla and white sugar), walking miles when my single Mom's rust heaps did one of their frequent breakdowns. Living next to Watts in another hovel was also quite an experience (lost my beloved set of cheap encyclopedias to mold and rats).
Oh, yeah, and I still love bagels, especially pumperknickel with lots lox on 'em!
Oh sorry Mike, I should have explained better. Bipkes are the leftover hot dogs from "Hot-Willys" across from my house in Ybor. Everybody loves them early in the morn around here with a fresh-squeezed grapefruit shooter, really gets you powered up for the day. Don't know about that Yiddish thing, did you learn that in Denver over bagels or something?
We did Naples last weekend and we have nothing but kudos for the Art Leaque, the lay out, set-up, break down were a breeze..and the crowds...the crowds were extremely wealthy, and alot of them...we think there was more buying power on Saturday, than Sunday- which is usually the opposite for us...We sold three large pieces on Saturday, with some medium and small mixed in- Sunday, held it's own with some pieces going to nice homes! We just love this show, and the area- Naples has many shows during the season, but this one was our only one for the year, and it rocked!
Thanks for the report Toni--at least you "Mann-ed Up" Now if some souls would report in about Houston it would make my nite. By the way, the rains have come down so hard here in Ybor that the feral cats are floating on flotsam down the street. We are having "Boatdrinks" on the porch watching the earth get pleasantly renourished.
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I lived with a well-off Jewish family for a number of my teenage years when my mother married husband #2 (my father was #1); I loved the culture, the warm family ties, brisket at Cantor's on Fairfax in LA, the Seder wine. It was a very nice change from living in poverty-stricken hovels in the Mojave Desert, eating snow for ice cream (not bad, with vanilla and white sugar), walking miles when my single Mom's rust heaps did one of their frequent breakdowns. Living next to Watts in another hovel was also quite an experience (lost my beloved set of cheap encyclopedias to mold and rats).
Oh, yeah, and I still love bagels, especially pumperknickel with lots lox on 'em!