and now a little light music...

Yom Kippur. Not fond of it, avoid it, but plenty of my friends observe it. This year, I attended a professional dinner the night that YK ended. The woman to my left announced that she was starving because she'd been fasting all day. The man to my right had been away from work that day because he went to temple. And what did they order? On one side, shrimp, and on the other, a bacon cheeseburger.