Nosh House

Posted on August 7, 2014     Leave a Comment

We lived in a nice house, but it was also a nosh house. For those not of the tribe – or living in parts not exposed to nibblers of the yiddish persuasion– a nosh is a snack. A little something. A tidbit, if you will. Elaine, for a skinny woman, was a serial nosher. She had the […]

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