Cut and fly … and baby potatoes make the wrap

Last week I was blessed with my seventh step grandchild. My husband Jerry’s son Yoni and Yoni’s beautiful wife Esther welcomed their third child, a baby boy. They made aliyah to Efrat in July, making this child a true Sabra. Jerry also has a married daughter who, together with her husband, have with three Sabras of their own in Rechavia. 

Another grandson, another bris, another adventure to Israel, starting with booking a flight for Jerry. Ads were rampant on social media — amazing deals, roundtrip NY to Tel Aviv most dates in November, $575 to $609. Of course, El Al was not the airline, evening or night flights not included and non-stop definitely not a choice, but a four-hour stopover was offered in Russia. Oh, and most dates were NOT available as advertised. They were happy to include a seat and use of the restrooms though.

I ended up booking Jerry on a non-stop El Al flight aisle seat roundtrip evening there and 12:45 am on return for $938. An added bonus, aside from getting an aisle seat, the middle and window seats were empty. Great for Jerry, but that meant less opportunity for a Jerry”esque” story to unfold on board.

On the way to the airport Jerry recalled his previous bris adventures starting with his own.

He was late entering the world — no surprise even back then. Being the first child, his parents, not knowing much, asked their rabbi (from the old country) to perform the bris. What they failed to ask was if he was actually a mohel, or if he had at least ever performed a bris before.