Lox and bagel! Lox and bagel! Lox and bagel!
In lieu of Hanukkah, the small jewish woman in my heart, Edna, demanded Lox this morning. I know I sound completely insane, but Edna is completely real. Passover is my favorite holiday, I can make latkes and brisket like a champion and I have a serious lox problem. It’s all her fault.
Next to my 14-year-old self, Edna keeps me young (or old?) at heart.