GREEN EGGS AND BRISKET

You know that old expression, 'If it ain't broke, don't fix it'? Well, over the years I have tried to live by that theory.

It seems, however, that advertisers need new products all the time to jump start their sales. Over the years my diet coke was improved. Feh! And when the companies realized that the new one was not loved and adored by flocks of buyers, they wisely gave us back our old version.

But just in case they gave us decaf coke...that's ok, and lemon coke, that's ok too.

Back in the days when I smoked...yes dear readers, I smoked. Then on October 4, 1994 I stopped. Just like that, I stopped. Gained a gazillion pounds (only half a gazillion kilos) and my doctor, bless him, said, 'Marallyn, don't worry about your weight, just don't smoke.' And I, immediately said, 'Doctor, will you put that in writing so I can give it to Bubbie Channah?'

Well, they upgraded my brand of cigarettes and the new and improved version was so awful that I switched brands.

And how about when they do that to our washing machine powder? Kinda makes you wonder why you were using the old 'notsogood' version all those years. And wasn't it them who kept advertising that this was the best product on the market? Oh, oh!

Why am I writing you all this, this morning? Thanks for asking.

Last week, my youngest went up north on a tiul (trip) from his work. And they had a wonderful day. They went dune buggy riding...or whatever it is you do on a dune buggy. And ate in great places. And a wonderful time was had by all.

He brought home four little jars of honey from the honey place, Dvorat Hatavor (דבורת התבור).

'That's nice honey, I mean dear. But we have all this honey your Abba brought home for Rosh HaShanah.'
'Yah, but Imma. Check this stuff out.'

One jar is kinda brown. One jar is bright green. Another is bright orange. And the last one is bright blue!

Now, to tell you the truth, the brown one is delicious...honey and cocoa. So far I haven't opened the green, orange, or blue ones.

'How did they do that?' I asked when I really wanted to ask 'Why did they do that?'
'I don't know exactly, but it's real honey. The colour comes from the plants the bees are eating. No food colouring or anything has been added.'
'Really!' I said as I held the green jar up to the light.
'And Israel is the only place in the world that makes coloured honey.'

Wow, I told my kid as I envisioned the poor millions of honey lovers all over the world who have to be satisfied with the old regular amber stuff.

Israel is a remarkable place. And we have invented stuff that has made the world a much better and healthier place. So, maybe they know what they're doing.

Now I have emerald honey, sapphire honey and coral honey. Pretty fancy/shmancy don't you think?

Next I have to figure out how to shmear this stuff on a shtickle challeh and try to ignore the emerald, shapphire, and coral colour and simply enjoy the old fashioned flavour of the wonderful stuff. Ambrosia has now gone psychodelic.

When I told Bubbie Channah, she asked, 'Is it good or bad for the Jews?'
:)))

Shavuah tov...a good week.

Have a great day...stay safe...and thanks for dropping in.