Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Posted By:
Rebecca Katherine Hirsch
Photo:
Rebecca Katherine Hirsch
Eichler's
Every night since I've bought my mini blue Torah pillow has been a holy one. I've been able to sleep soundly and communicate with the Lord. Thank God. Let's talk about Eichler's' "the world's largest Judaica store." Eichler's sells a lot of piety-aiding appliances, from English/Yiddish pop-up books for toddlers (obey the Almighty, squash disobedience), picture cookbooks featuring bloodcurdlingly stereotypical Jewish spreads (lox, rugelach, omnipresent spectre of the Messiah), shelves and shelves of identical yarmulkes, pretty Torah pointers and vats of small, medium and large versions of my mini blue feather-stuffed Torah. In other words, pretty much everything you could ever hope for. Chussids, Modern Orthodox and ostentatiously Jewish atheists alike scour Eichler's aisles of wares: Hebrew cassettes, silver wine goblets and 'We Want MOSHIACH [Messiah] NOW!' key chains. Amen.
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