The annual Jewish Day of Atonement has just passed and it’s rife with opportunities for guilt. This year, my fast didn’t last. I snuck out of synagogue late afternoon (rather than waiting till after sunset), walked to a friend’s house who lives nearby, and then all bets were off. But despite the lapse, I had a meaningful experience. And I’m relieved the next one is a full year away.
Illustration by Liana Finck
Now you can enjoy those fries and anything else your heart desires 🙂
Happy Jewish New Year Wendy!
Made it through another year, with lots of gratitude and carbs!