AdRi and her father went out to dinner together last night. When they're together, they speak to each other in spanish. Last night, they talked a lot about several items and projects, in detail and probably in great length. Afterwards, her father left and a very nice older woman seated nearby approached AdRi. She asked where she was from, and AdRi had to think for a moment. She told the woman that her father was from Mexico, and the woman asked what language they were speaking. AdRi replied spanish, and the woman said, "Oh really? I thought you were speaking yiddish!"
I'm tempted to make matzo ball soup for dinner tonight, but I think that might be pushing it.