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Conversations with my mother, Part #2: In which Mum is still concerned about the amount of food at the upcoming Chanukah party and inadvertantly creates a fancy-dress theme

Mum: Do you want me to bring anything to the party?

Me: No it’s fine.

Mum: I’ve bought some balaclava.

Me: Are you coming as a terrorist?

Mum: No! What do I mean?

Me: You mean baklava.

Mum: That’s right, balaclava. It’s just a small one.

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Conversations with my mother, Part 1. In which Mum is concerned there won’t be enough food at my Chanukah party*

Mum: Do you want me to bring anything to your Chanukah party?

Me: Do you know how to make potato latkes?

Mum: Ugh! Never again! Not after the Queen’s Silver Jubilee.

Me: What’s it got to do with the Queen’s Silver Jubilee?

Mum: Me and your father, oh, we made over two hundred of them.

Me: Why did you make latkes for the Queen’s Silver Jubilee?

Mum: We were celebrating.

*Hahahahahaha!