web analytics
September 30, 2014 / 6 Tishri, 5775
At a Glance
Sections
Sponsored Post
Meir Panim with Soldiers 5774 Roundup: Year of Relief and Service for Israel’s Needy

Meir Panim implements programs that serve Israel’s neediest populations with respect and dignity. Meir Panim also coordinated care packages for families in the South during the Gaza War.



Rich And Sweet

Twenties-012414

Chocolate time!

Apparently, that’s what shalosh seudos-post-healthy-food was. I watched in amusement as the children sat around the table with their respective bars and bags, turning serious attention to the serious matter of consumption.

After all, it was a serious matter. As a guest, I had wanted to bring something the kids would appreciate. Knowing both their fondness for milk chocolate, and the potential problem involved in getting the right type of chocolate, I put the matter in their hands.

“So, Yitzy,” I repeated, phone on one ear, bent in the chocolate aisle, trying to hear over the noise of all the late-Friday-shopping-bustle, “Sruly wants the red bag of Klicks, right? And Avi wants whatever Sruly gets, right?  And Shimmy wants a blue bar? Is he sure?”

The phone call must have lasted about twenty minutes, as we went through the delicate process of selecting just the right chocolate for each individual.

“And Duvi…?” I asked.

“Hold on, I’ll check,” long-suffering Yitzy assured me. He was back in a minute.

“Duvi wants a pink Klick bar that has white chocolate and almonds. It’s the big kind.”

I mentally groaned. Big Klick bars tend to be kind of pricey. Come on, the kid should know better than that.

From my delicate probing, it was divined that Duvi wanted the pink bar not for its size, but because of its content. And, apparently, white chocolate with almonds did not come in a small bar. Sigh.

“How about the other kids? Won’t they mind if Duvi gets a bigger bar?” This was both an eye towards trouble and, I admit, an attempt at a way out.

“Hold on, I’ll check,” the faithful Yitzi offered. He was back a minute later. “Everyone is ok with it. Nobody minds.”  Well, I had to admit I was impressed.

I was still somewhat taken aback at the request, and not a hundred percent happy. But I decided to go with it. A few bucks towards the Shalom Fund were always worth it now and then.

So here we were, sitting at the Shabbos table, with contented faces munching carefully counted chocolate balls and bars. Duvi sat across from me, breaking off small pieces from inside the shiny pink wrapper.

“It’s really good,” he said happily. “You want to taste some?” He offered me the bar.

Touched, I took a small piece and declared it indeed something special.

Light and mellow, yet rich and creamy, with a hint of a crunch of nut.

Special, indeed.

 

Another day, another time. Standing in the kitchen for some reason, watching all the action…

Duvi was bending at the fridge, straightening up with a pink-wrapped bar in his hand. My lips turned up on one side. Good to see he was enjoying.

“I’m eating it slowly,” he informed me. “Just a little bit at a time.”

Like Charlie Bucket, I opened my mouth to respond teasingly. Just then-

“Sari!” an adult voice called from downstairs. “Ready to go?”

I backed out of the kitchen while addressing Duvi. “I hope you enjoy it every time!”

But he hadn’t finished. I was halfway down the steps when he called out, “And every time I eat a piece, I think of you.”

I stopped, dumbstruck. I hadn’t expected that. I drew in a sharp breath and responded, “Wow. I am so honored!”

“So I have to make it last for a long time,” he continued easily, “so that I can think of you for a long time.”

I stood there on the steps, rather stunned. I couldn’t believe he was serious; surely this was just a chocolate-obtaining-method of flattery. But I sure wasn’t taking a chance.

About the Author:


If you don't see your comment after publishing it, refresh the page.

Our comments section is intended for meaningful responses and debates in a civilized manner. We ask that you respect the fact that we are a religious Jewish website and avoid inappropriate language at all cost.

If you promote any foreign religions, gods or messiahs, lies about Israel, anti-Semitism, or advocate violence (except against terrorists), your permission to comment may be revoked.

No Responses to “Rich And Sweet”

Comments are closed.

SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

Current Top Story
Israeli Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu speaks to the UNGA, Sept. 29, 2014.
State Dept Press Corps Shapes US Response to Netanyahu’s UN Speech
Latest Sections Stories
Mindy-092614-Choc-Roll

I should be pursuing plateaus of pure and holy, but I’m busy delving and developing palatable palates instead.

Schonfeld-logo1

Brown argues that this wholehearted living must extend into our parenting.

Twenties-092614-Abrams

If we truly honor the other participants in a conversation, we can support, empathize with, and even celebrate their feelings.

Twenties-092614-OU-Mission

I witnessed the true strength of Am Yisrael during those few days.

She writes intuitively, freely, and only afterwards understands the meaning of what she has written.

“I knew it was a great idea, a win-win situation for everyone,” said Burstein.

Not knowing any better, I assumed that Molly and her mother must be voracious readers.

“I would really love my mother-in-law …if she weren’t my mother-in-law.”

For each weekly reading, Rabbi Grysman begins with a synopsis of the Torah portion, followed by a focus on a major issue.

It’s Rosh Hashanah. A new year. Time for a fresh start. Time for a new slate. Time for change.

Governor Rick Scott visited North Miami Beach/Aventura on the morning of Wednesday, September 17.

While the cost per student is higher than mainstream schools, Metzuyan Academy ESE is a priceless educational opportunity for children with special needs in South Florida.

Challah-pa-looza helped get the community ready and excited about the upcoming Jewish New Year.

Miami businessman and philanthropist Eli Nash had many in tears as he shared his story of the horrific abuse he suffered from age 8 to 11.

More Articles from Sari Abraham
Twenties-012414

I stood there on the steps, rather stunned. I couldn’t believe he was serious; surely this was just a chocolate-obtaining-method of flattery. But I sure wasn’t taking a chance.

Twenties-092713-Candles

At first I thought I wouldn’t be able to use it at all.

I had thought the concept was perfect. A rose-colored background, surrounding black encroaching from all sides. It would be a cave of warmth, a hiding place within the darkness.

Printed from: http://www.jewishpress.com/sections/magazine/teens-twenties/rich-and-sweet/2014/01/24/

Scan this QR code to visit this page online: