April 18, 2005 by Howard Blas
We had recently moved to New Haven from Manhattan. The week before Passover, on the first nice day in quite some time, I followed the custom of car owners in the suburbs and went to the car wash.
I was prepared for the sales job that awaited me: the attempt to sell an interior and exterior cleaning package that I didn’t need.
When I arrived, one worker asked, ‘’Are you here for the mats?'’
‘’No,'’ I said, ‘’just a wash and vacuuming.'’
‘’The bread on the mats?'’ he asked.
I still didn’t know what he was talking about.
Finally, pointing to my yarmulke, he said, ‘’You’re the fourth guy today — they all asked me to get the bread off the mats.'’
I chose the ‘’bread off the mats'’ special.
Who knew people in the suburbs clean their cars as carefully as their homes before Passover?Howard Blas