If it were up to Sylvie, we would eat chicken every night. Which reminds me of the old saying: when a poor Jew eats a chicken, one of them is sick.
I think it's me. Sick of chicken.
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The roving, raving Rabbi
My thoughts, dreams, opinions and wisdom but not my wisdom teeth. Oy.
Applesauce or Sour Cream?
Chicken soup and....?
Seltzer?
What color should a yarmulke be?
Rabbi Moshe Fishbein
The roving, raving Rabbi
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watch out for bird flu.
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