Purim Spiel

Walking thru my building lobby on my way out to the dry cleaners,  I realized my Dominican doorman was staring at the elaborately embroidered caftan I was carrying on my arm,  bought by my son on a trip to Kazakstan.

“This week is the Jewish holiday of Purim when we celebrate by getting drunk and dressing up in costumes.”,   I explained with a smile.

Oh yes,  we know,”  said our Irish concierge from behind the lobby desk,  “because every year just about this time Mrs Fisher on the fifth floor asks to borrow a uniform and a hat from the shortest doorman on staff!”

There’s really no place like New York for the holidays,  is there?

– Dana Susan Lehrman


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