
Last night we attended the opening of
Tobi's Kahn's Avodah show at the
Jewish Museum in South Beach. The exhibit is great but I was distracted by the abundance of super-Jewy passed hors d'oeuvres, I mean we're talking kishka on platters, slippery little meat kreplach, chopped liver spread, mini-reubens,
in addition to the usual franks in a blanket. And the Baron Herzog vino was a-flowin'. It was also surprisingly easy to get to the food, given the fact that we were the youngest people there, I figured there'd be a mad rush to get at the nosh like the Darwinian struggle for a cracker at a
mega-shul in my 'hood (old people can be wily at kiddush), but this was a calm crowd. They were actually interested in the art. How quaint.
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