My friend Sarah's arriving tomorrow. She's the kind of friend who you've known forever, can laugh and cry with, and most importantly doesn't mind bringing you lots of STUFF from the alte heim (the old country for those of you who don't speak Yiddish).
I have been killing myself to get ready. I want the cooking and cleaning done tonight so I can have the day with her tomorrow. I'll give her my usual Modi'in tour (if you come visit, you'll get it as well, and it's fabulous if I say so myself) which ends, duh, at the mall. Hey, I don't want her to get homesick or anything. She can even have McDonald's if she so desires--it's kosher in Modi'in. I'm lovin' it.*
I put in a pretty big order for Sarah to shlep over from the states. I'd give you a list, but I still have to shred the cabbage, make the schug (recipe here) and clean the kitchen and it's 11:30 P.M. so I need to end this post.
Anyone care to guess what I asked for?
*Actually, I hate McDonald's. I'm a Burger's Bar girl myself--and only the grilled chicken sandwiches.
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