After 8 days and nights, I have to tell you that my Chanukkah was rather uneventful. No grease burns from the latkes, no Maneschevitz wine hangovers, and a bag of gelt to keep in the cupboard and petrify for another year. One thing that stands out to me, are my daughters teaching my schiksa girlfriend how to play dreidel. But, we all couldn't get through Chanukkah without a little hate to spread around, NYC style. Now it's time to pass the torch to the Christians. Do you prefer your fruitcake with or without nuts?! Merry Christmas.
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