Shabbat report: my son the lawyer

As each Shabbat brings its share of interesting stories, I decided to start a new feature: the Shabbat report.

Ever heard of the joke about the mother who was asked how old her children are? She answered: “the doctor is 4, the lawyer is 2!!!” We definitely can say there is some truth to the idea that these careers are favored in Jewish society, as many of our guests are doctors and lawyers… I still remember this doctor of Iranian origin who told us there are 13 doctors in his immediate family, each one of them in a different specialty. You could be sick in all tranquility: all the specialists were trusted family members!!!

This week was a law week: 4 lawyers, 2 from New York, and 2 from Israel.  One of them, Ran, is actually a lawyer in the Israeli Army (Hi, Ran, you see, you made it to my blog! :). Add 3 young students from Seattle, a gentleman from Argentina, an Israeli guy starting a new job in Greece, a British fellow volunteering to excavate the archeological site of the Agora, a newlywed cute couple (she’s French as me, he’s an American who spent 3 years in Beijing, where he frequented the local Chabad - yes, there is chabad in China!), other couples from Israel, USA and you have the cocktail mix of this week’s Shabbat table. Ambiance was great, food was delicious (at least that’s what the guests pretended politely :), Mendel shared inspiring thoughts about the Parasha and one of our guests delighted us with Sefardi style Shabbat songs.

Shabbat lunch was a bit of an adventure:  during the walk from the synagogue, one of the guests got separated from the big group of people walking back home. Luckily, he still found his way and arrived to our place. The problem is that his wife was very worried, thinking that there was no way he would find it on his own, as he didn’t even know the address. So she went to look for him at their hotel… Lots of anguish… (I totally relate, since I experienced something similar in Azerbaijan, which I will relate in another post). But everything finished well: he went to bring her from the hotel and everyone was finally reunited at the Shabbat table…

Moral of the story: I’m not sure… Stick with the group? Don’t underestimate your spouse? ΄-)

In any case, you might enjoy the cartoon below: